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unable to find the words,
unable to feel this felling,
unable to find myself,
unable to express this felling,
always thing about it,
always dwelling in fantasy,
there is no it,
it cannot be,
it will never happen,
it will never know me,
it only wants hatred,
it only wants to be mean,
it is always lying,
it is a plague,
it spreads to everyone,
it must not survive,
it must be forgotten,
it must be buried,
far beneath the soul,
it is everything bad,
where will it strike next,
it has already came and past,
to think,
I still want it.

Jeffrey Lawson

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The following comments are for "Love"
by deadlygiant

RE: Love
Love is an odd thing, it's something that can feel
so good, but yet at the same time be the most painful
, and humanity, for all it's worth, hope and strive
to achieve it......What a sick and twisted race we

( Posted by: thebeast [Member] On: June 4, 2004 )

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