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My Last Love
written by Emo_Death_Wish06:51 PM 4/10/04You scare me a little
But hold my hand, cold and brittle
Frosted night gives us lashings
Listen to your voice scratching, scratching
Taken aback by your power over me
Suprised by your desire's greed
We're too close for comfort
Probably why I'm so hurt
Blurs of color through my tears
Our desperate ending nears
I'm too clean, you're too dirty
I hope you feel pain, hurting
Leading me down a strange path
I feel your pull I feel your rath
Left me here with your presence
Now there's no more you, evanescence
Corinne Guilday
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