quinta-feira, 25 de novembro de 2010

I want you to know that I'm happy for you and I wish nothing but the best for you both, cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, and every time you speak his name does he know how you told me you'd hold me until you died, 'til you died, but you're still alive. And I'm here to remind you of the mess you left when you went away, it's not fair to deny me of the cross I bear that you gave to me you oughta know. You seem very well, things look peaceful I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know. Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity? I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner. It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced and ARE YOU THINKING OF ME WHEN YOU FUCK HIM? Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me and i'm not going to fade as soon as you close your eyes and you know it, and everytime I scratch my nails down someone else's back I hope you feel it ... well can you feel it?

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