("...somewhere along the way you lost me, and I lost my self...")
(~BLUR)
rIP mY hEART oUT
i dON'T wANT iT aNY mORE
bLEED mY aCHING hEART dRY
i dON'T wANT lOVE!
lOVE hURTS
aND iT'S nOT sUPPOSE tO
tHIS wARRIOR wALKS a lONELY rOAD
wHERE tHE bRUNT oF tHE pAIN iS bEARABLE;
lOVELESS.
sO i lAY lOVE dOWN tO rEST;
fOREVER
nEVER tO bE sPOKEN oF oNCE aGAIN.
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