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The life of a shadow
This is the story of the popular guys best friend... the shadow... the one who is always there but never says anything... yeah thats me...
Last Login: 04/29/2009 10:16 pm
Registered: 03/31/2005
Gender: Male
Location: Japan
This is the story of the popular guys best friend... the shadow... the one who is always there but never says anything... yeah thats me...
If I could take back everything I did wrong I would... If I could go back and make things right... make you love me again... would you want me too?
Small, simple, safe price
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
And I am not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to bleed, and ********, and fight.
I want the pain of payment
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted ********
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand ********?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter
I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart
Love is not like anything
Especially a ******** knife
From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How my worst fears are letting out
He said why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waste of breath
And living's just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
And this is you and me
And me and you
Until we've got nothing left
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