

lostat the edge of the wood he weeps weeps for a loverlost
a life over yet to begian think back marry me the boy said not yet said the girl pain no knife could cut as deep as his tears
the ehcos of his soul think back marry me said the man not yet said the woman pain i love you he sobs
falling down
hugging her stone think back
marry me he said not yet said his lover pain a soul split in2 draped across a grave crys think back my sweet marry me no reply shes dead


hurtyou leave a stinging pain everytime you hold me so happy just to see you so hurt i can be with you im everywhere with out you but im nothing i cant help but love you crying in you arms smiling so happy to be held by you and then your gonehurt
im left left knowing nothing
hurt by my lover
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(゚、 。 7 - Nya?
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my precious knife my link to life
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/l、
(゚、 。 7 - Nya?
l、 ~ヽ
じしf_, )ノ Join the ~club-glomp
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my precious knife my link to life
Please tell ten friends to tell ten today! The Breast Cancer site is having trouble getting enough people to click on their site daily to meet their quota of donating at least one free mammogram a day to an underprivileged woman. It takes less than a minute to go to their site and click on 'donating a mammogram' for free (pink window in the middle).
This doesn't cost you a thing. Their corporate sponsors/advertisers use the number of daily visits to donate mammogram in exchange for advertising.
Here's the web site! Pass it along to people you know.
[link]
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The trouble with most of us is that we would rather be ruined by praises than be saved by criticism.
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my precious knife my link to life
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my precious knife my link to life
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my precious knife my link to life
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