The fucked up part
In my darkest hour,
I've come to realize,
That we all try to surmise,
Our own demise,
But for me theres no compremise,
And can finally see my lack of power,
Now all i can do is lock my heart away,
Which i guess i should've done from the start,
But i guess that must be the fucked up part..
I never thought someone could stare,
Straight through someone elses pain,
And not ever flinch,
Never give an inch,
Just stare as they fade away,
Like thats how they saw it from the start,
But again that must be the fucked up part..
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Targus100posted on 04/10/2008
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