Such passoins of silence
Our hearts end in lustful violence
To ease the pains
Permenant stains
This bed will never be the same
I suppose in the end we are all to blame
Now it's time to pick up the peices and move on
An honest mistake, there was never love in this place and now youre Gone
Lust is a shallow disgues fore love
And now I'm drowning with nothing to hold me above
So let me sink in the darkness and drown
This is written for the hopeless and lost, Love is always hard to come by when you find it you will know.
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