Wednesday Jun 27, 2012

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My words confuse you.
My eyes dont move a blink.
Cause its easier sometimes
Not to be sincere.
Somehow, I make you believe...
Believe.
When I speak, I cross my fingers.
Will you know youve been deceived?
I find a need to be the demon.
A demon cannot be hurt.

Honest is easy.
Fiction is where genius lies.
Cause its easier sometimes
Not to be involved.
Somehow, I make you believe.
Believe.
When I speak, I cross my fingers.
Will you know youve been deceived?
I find a need to be the demon.
A demon cannot be hurt...
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kay:
Dear Mr. C,

Quiero que me lastimes y por favor deja cicatrices.

Much love,
Mrs. C
ribbonsundone:
WIsdom combined with kick ass is, in fact, what it is all about. And thank you for the kind words. You are no verbal slouch yourself, friend.

Should I need back up in the taking the future by storm arena I will be giving you a call.

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