we still find all that we leave behind
Sunday, March 24, 2002
teetering over the edge of insanity
hold me and make me forget.
kiss me until
you kill me.
i will never complain
that you didn't love me.
your only sin was
loving me too much,
and that my dear,
is simply unforgiveable.
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