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Cold
written by Bloodfilledcinnabuns10:34 PM 2/10/05welcome to this world where nothing is real
you may be able to see but you can not feel
nothing but ice runs through these veins
not even one emotion still remains
when you look at me, you look right through
i guess im not real, my existance was never true
im a made up story, a haunting ghost tale
to scare those like you , who are weak and frail
i ll never understand what happened to me
i guess its just because i cant even see
what happened to us, and the friendship we had
am i really that evil? am i really so horrible? am i that bad?
you just turn your back like never existed?
this is the end, and i guess it cant be resisted |
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