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Tuesday 29 October 2013

A DREAM

I hate it, when you say you love me
I detest it, cause it's you I always see
Hearing you, makes me angry
You presence makes me fury
Please leave me alone
Murder, I don't want to make my own

The more you come closer
The more I grow bitter
You aren't what I need
My desire, you can't feed

Surely, this is a dream
Forever, it shall remain a dream

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