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love is pain
pain is sadness
to know love you must lose it and to know pain you must die and come back through hell. -chris
love is pain
do you love me anymore
would you mourn me if i go
in his flow we call life
why must pure love strive
why does humanity keep a knive
can somthing help me tonight
i lay here alone and cold
would you hit me anymore
be bold to love instead of scorn
is it wrong to be loved lorn
to be born with a empty heart
just because im a card
i was played without delay
to my own dismay
you we away
leaving me in pain to fade and sway to the night
would you mourn me if i go
in his flow we call life
why must pure love strive
why does humanity keep a knive
can somthing help me tonight
i lay here alone and cold
would you hit me anymore
be bold to love instead of scorn
is it wrong to be loved lorn
to be born with a empty heart
just because im a card
i was played without delay
to my own dismay
you we away
leaving me in pain to fade and sway to the night
pain is sadness
you never loved me you used me
confused and defused my anger gives
tears stream on my face like a river
no sliver of hope allows me to go
im forever lost in the flow
you always wanted the gold
darkness in you heart
i must die with the devils mark
i die in pain
why oh why must i go insane
from our awful distain
can you ever feel the pain that i feel
you said you did but you lied
to just hide your little sin
born of out of the skin
with your own kin
bastard this kid is
no father with him in this livin days
to my own dismay
i give way to hate and sadness
you pain me to deafness
begone ye old ***** of the riches
confused and defused my anger gives
tears stream on my face like a river
no sliver of hope allows me to go
im forever lost in the flow
you always wanted the gold
darkness in you heart
i must die with the devils mark
i die in pain
why oh why must i go insane
from our awful distain
can you ever feel the pain that i feel
you said you did but you lied
to just hide your little sin
born of out of the skin
with your own kin
bastard this kid is
no father with him in this livin days
to my own dismay
i give way to hate and sadness
you pain me to deafness
begone ye old ***** of the riches
to know love you must lose it and to know pain you must die and come back through hell. -chris