Here she come
The woman of my dreams
Of my nightmares
She looks at me
With my heart in her hand
Her painted nails of blood red
Cutting in to my beating soul
A smile of the devil him self
I do t want to love this woman
But I need to need to hold her closes
Tell her I'm hers I feel lonely when I'm with her cold when I'm not
She tells me every thing I want to here
Promises me nothing
Gives me less
I'm starving
I need love
But I need her more
I'm dieing
I'm a slave to a empty dream
Pleses let me go
I don't want to fall in love
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I love doing stuff and if I don't get court all the better ????
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