Sunday, November 21, 2010

Entry # 12

April 14th
....

"It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm

we can roll ourselves over 'cause we're uncomfortable

oh where the devil makes us sin

but we like it when we're spinning in his grip.



Love is like a sin, my love

For the ones that feel it the most

Look at her with her eyes like a flame

She will love you like a fly will never love you, again



It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm

we can roll ourselves over when we're uncomfortable

oh well the devil makes us sin

but we like it when we're spinning in his grip.



Love is like a sin, my love

For the one that feels it the most

Look at her with her smile like a flame

She will love you like a fly will never love you, again"


Delusional. I want to see it all burned down. And when
it happens, I will be there watching. I will mourn our
passing. I will sing a lullaby for you.


I will bury our ashes on the day we started!
I will forever be the monster, the villain and the fiend!

And so it is, Au Revoir.

1 4 t h a g a i n

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