bullet of betrayalBullet of betrayalbullet of betrayal
For all the time we've spent All the laughs we shared
For all the places we went And the amount I cared
You came to me with a gun And slowly pulled the trigger
The pain you felt was none While my love was getting bigger
That bullet of betrayal killed me But you had already moved on
How could i just let this be You used me like a little pawn
I laid there left to rot in hell While you were blessed with him
A friend of mine alive and well And my love is now less than dim
From The Mouths Of HarlotsFrom the mouths of harlots I could have loved you Like no one ever couldFrom The Mouths Of Harlots
I would have given you my heart But only if I knew It wouldn't come back with a stab wound
You knew that I loved you You knew how hard I fell Yet you thirst on condemning me To my own personal hell
Now your lies have come back To haunt you from the past But they have only begun their torment They'll make you scream for mercy And no one will come to help As they teach you what you already know
I can't take you back You've caused me to much pain
Entombed In HateEntombed In Hate I've started a new day With eyes set to killEntombed In Hate
But I'm still stuck in this void Shackled against my will Clawing at these walls with malicious intent And writing my name in my own blood
Can someone help me?Set me free Screaming through invisible walls
Point your fingers, curse my name But I'll be free yet again
I can't escape this hell Struggling through walls of emotion Suppressing fear known all too well Pulled into every ordeal Feeling spite and despair Around every corner of this prison
Can someone he
Forever GoneForever Gone All because of you. And all your anger. I am now. Forever Gone. Lost for eternity. Trying to find something. That is no longer there. But what I do find. Would help me to. Get through this. Horrible and painful maze. What you call a life. But you had to take it. Ripping it from me. And not letting it heal. So I just pass through. Knowing that I will be. Forever gone.Forever Gone
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Me
Mortis Portalis Tackulatum
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"Yea but if the gotters get me I'm gonna get my glock." - Madea
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu’? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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An artist is god to his or her own creation.
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My gallery
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CALL ME EVIL OR JUST UNBELIEVABLE!
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MUCH appreciated!
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