you think you've won
but its just begun
this hell that is your life
the pains are real
the rain can kill
but that is just the start
you think youve won
but its just begun
my hate of you growing stonger
you stand outside
looking at the bright light
feeling my rage inside you
you think youve won
but its just begun
my selfish pride inflates beside you
that thing you feel its my knife as it peels
the holy lite outside of you
you think youve won
guess again because love will rule this day
because i love her you have lost
take that you ******** slave
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The Tale of the Forgotten Romantic
This is the story of what gose on in my head, it is the story of a world tha you will only try to make sents of
"So mote it be", He says as he walks into the cold dark night, "I guess I am not alowed to love you"
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