The air around me is stale with this
stench of hate, the hate these people live by is addicting but yet satisfing to the soul, this same hate stabbs me penatrating
the heart, all energy is lost but these
thoughts remain, how was i to substain from this evil and the pain , when these so-
called friends arent really friends, and we
arent who our lovers really love, dieing
like a dove with a silver bullet through the heart, i lay here pondering these ?'s,
thinking these thoughts.
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Do i really need one of these?
[This message has been edited by cloud 9 (edited 27 September 2001).]
stench of hate, the hate these people live by is addicting but yet satisfing to the soul, this same hate stabbs me penatrating
the heart, all energy is lost but these
thoughts remain, how was i to substain from this evil and the pain , when these so-
called friends arent really friends, and we
arent who our lovers really love, dieing
like a dove with a silver bullet through the heart, i lay here pondering these ?'s,
thinking these thoughts.
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Do i really need one of these?
[This message has been edited by cloud 9 (edited 27 September 2001).]
