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For her.

Member since 2004 · Posted 1 Sep 2004 · 0 comments

Invading my sleepless nights, my dreams. Seeping into every crevice of my soul, You fill me up, yet I feel so empty. Locked doors to the past, You hold the key tightly in your hand. I will never know. Marble statues; of Love, Hate and Despair. (Like the Devil himself, you burn me up. From inside.) Fallen angel, when shall you take me away?

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