Sick.
Im sick of you..
Im sick of her..
And i've lost my life..
So this is my goodbye to you all..
I hope when im gone you'll realize
How much i really did care...
Forever and always..
With this around my neck..
It still wont protect me
From my arch enemy...
The only one who can really destroy me..
Myself..
by
AngelIndeedposted on 06/10/2008
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