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What can I say heart ache must lead to creative inspiration. |
| One tap on the glass and its over for us secrets - telling lies (i hate lying) eventually all is pulled into the light meet me at five then we will know where it will go (where will it go?) if it is forever til I see you then in forever I will meet you does everyone know? is anyone with us? questions cover- secrets lies (I hate lying) meet me at five then we will know til then this knife will tickle the wound freshly healed Im hanging from this noose waiting for my last strength to cease with my last breath but then I hear those words "I love you" ... now it is different it is all stubbed toes compared to this |