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Black Love

Member since 2004 · Posted 7 Sep 2004 · 2 comments

Tomorrow brings another day but i know I will still feel this way my soul is black my heart is dead I am so angered by what you said "it is not you, I just need some space" well fuck you then, I hate your face I hate your voice, your hair, your eyes everything about you i despise yet I can not help from loving you you put my heart in a cage and tightened the last screw I hope you're glad with what you've done you've killed my world, and blocked out my sun there's still one more thing i need to say go to hell bitch--you're going to pay

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[5] Shardik 7-Sep-04/8:58 PM Reply
As ethnic as a turban at a cab stand.
[10] jroday 15-Sep-04/2:15 PM Reply
I KNOW JUST HOW YOU FEEL @#%$#@##$$$#@#$%^&*(#$%^&*#$%^&&% AND SOME