Friday, June 26, 2009

mine....


Crucified Feeling of ill-fated
Neither loved nor hated
Trench me from soul
But one thing is for sure
My love was true it never being foul …


I don’t need to be manifested
All I can do loved to be hated
I will feel privileged if it’s from yours
But one thing is for sure
My love was true it never being foul …


Ye you can do it again and again
But my heart will reassert regain
My love will reach to stature tall
But one thing is for sure
My love was true it never being foul …


You don’t love me, I can intromit it
Also I loved to be incur being hated by you
But I have only love to spare on you
That’s why I say that,
One thing is for sure
My love was true it never being foul …
unknown freaker...

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