Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Thoughts After Midnight.

Every night, I think about her.

Every night, I shed a tear.

Every night, I wished I was there.

Every night, it feels so unfair.

Every night, I longed to see her die.

Every night, that feels better than to cry.

Every night, I always knew.

Every night, I knew that you lied.






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