THIS IS MY LAST JOURNAL AS PERISHHABIT...
tata for now
Amy Lee

LostI find it hard to sayLost
When you make me feel this way, When you look at me this way, When your fingers go astray.
I find it hard to fake. I find it hard to lie;
Find it hard not to die.
Killing tears in my eyes.
Leave, let the whole world be.
Let all the world see.
Let them perhaps believe You were meant for me.
Let their eyes turn away.
Let their tounges all say There is just no way. Just please, ask me to stay.
I might find it hard to talk; Find it hard to rhyme. You've made me loose my word
Take care,
sincerely Yours =BloodAddict
o well i always have your site to look at
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Meh Inc. since 1983
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Meh Inc. since 1983
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To the well organized mind, death is simply the next big adventure.
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Get busy Living or Get busy Dying....
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