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As you walk away,
I take a razor to my wrists.
when you turn your face away,
I slowly slip into my grave.

‘cause baby when your leaving,
I know there’s nothing left to feel.
Tell me why your leaving,
‘cause I thought our love was real.

I remember staring into your eyes,
I never thought that you would lie
I wanted to believe in you.
I wanted you to love me too.

‘cause baby when you left
I knew there was nothing left to feel.
Tell me why you left,
‘cause you said our love was real.
©2004-2009 ~SaDnessIncarnate
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:iconandaria:
Razor on the wrist.. so clichè :p

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:iconlostatheart4now:
wow, i like this alot, well done :-)

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</3 Sam </3
:iconlostatheart4now:
no problem :-)

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</3 Sam </3
:iconthestaticblurr:
i can really relate.. wonderful job.. it flows great:)

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save tha drama fo yo mamma
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I agree with most of the comments here, the flow, how it relates to alot of people and how it was done very well.

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There is no nightmare more potent than a memory,
So let the nightmares wash over
And the dreaming start again.
:iconfaith-y:
I like it, lots of emotion.

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"Maybe I never changed, maybe you never really knew me..."

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