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Being alone again isn’t fun.
Right now all I want to do is die.
On this cold winters night.
Killing the love I feel for you.
Every last drop in my soul is gone.
No more will you be able to control me with your lies.
| On October 18th 2007 krislynn08 Said : | |
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this has a lot of feeling. I can relate to it. |


