From ashes we came, as dust we shall fall, don't worry baby, you gave it your all, the world's bitch, and your just gave in, took all you could, but forgot how to sin, shaking with fear, you falter my dear, for the darkness is coming, it's not so sincere, you've wandered away and out of my sight, searching the desert for what's wrong and whose right, salvage your thoughts to build a new home, as your read from my diary this endless poem, the pages before where all just the start, now comes the shadow and eviler part, words that I write come from deep inside, brought on by pain that I wished to subside, release was a promise that was never to be, just another lie that you spoke unto me, but I shall return when my angel does fly, and then watch me suffer, breakdown, and die... And you said life was simple... But who were you talking to?Birth sign: Aries
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