

Pain That Isn't ThereMoonlight hair and paper flesh, A smile of sunrise and pain. With a glass heart and broken eyes A drop short of crying she lay. As light of bitter morning Cuts a line from far to near She gathers up the missing pieces And begs her god for that last tear. The hurt so sweet and wicked Proof that glass heart could care Reaches deep to find a pain that isn't there.Pain That Isn't There
Sunny Me
Black and White
Jaws.
Devious Comments
I'm not "gifted" in English, I speak verry bad ! lol.
Verry verry a little ...
Kisses !
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Une saison en Enfer.
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~ DarkSerge
[not living just killing time]
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[Insert A Coin]
And lose a 1-Up...Dweeb
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Free advice is worth the price
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Free advice is worth the price
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(If I KNOW you...HI!!!)
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