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DarlingDarlingDarling
Don't tell me that you're sorry; Darling, I've heard it all before. From one liar to another: It's plain bullshit and nothing more.
Don't ask me to forgive you; Darling, it's not life without regrets. From one sinner to another: It gets easier, don't you fret.
Don't believe in second chances; Darling, I don't believe in you. From one invective to another: My bitterness accrues.
Don't speak of foolish change; Darling, you're broken on repeat. From one habit to another: You're going down a one way street. &nb


CigaretteCigaretteCigarette
The barren soul in this wasted land, You'll self-destruct by their command. You're a fool for hire, they're a pawn for play; These shades of misery and hues of grey. They exhaust your means and they don't regret As you burnt out, burnt out like a cigarette.


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Encore I think not - goodbye to the 'use to be'. We can't go back, I won't let go; We're damaged and it's killing me.
Memories They fade so fast, the good times and the better. And so it seems, happiness doesn't last; The ways of life and debtor.
Waiting For the world to end but the days go by so slow. Dreading for each night to pass And yesterday was so long ago.
Hope Is gone and faith is dead, in nothing do we trust. Care too much and love too little, It's idiotic and unjust.
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"Skipping every few beats, her anxious heart weakens. Startled every few moments by the ominous shadows lurking. She's holding her breath; afraid of closing her eyes. For Beelzebub shall feast, the moment her sight is blind."
Reality vanishes in a blink of an eye and materializes the next; the light flickers convulsively, the effect screwing with her mind. The walls were decorated by crimson calligraphy, the ground strewn with mutilated limbs; she could smell the stench of death and it savoured the taste of her fear.
Ominous shadows lurked dangerously close, appearing and re
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