söndag 21 mars 2010

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
and love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage.

So save your breath, I will not hear. I think I made it very clear.
You couldn't hate enough to love. Is that supposed to be enough?
I only wish you weren't my friend. Then I could hurt you in the end.

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