Monday, April 14, 2008
The worthless desperation of love, the desire to fulfill. Selfishly it wastes both away, and steals there life. It, rather the desire for it, carries them far away to a large hole where nothing will return from. Jump off this wicked ride while you can, jump off before you are destroyed. Or so much is wasted. Curse you, Damn you, I despise you love. I have let you steal from me.
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