Temptation, Evil of The Worst Kind
By Cope
Tonight I sit here, Sit here in my lonliest state of emotion. Here in this dark and solomn place, Wanting for what was left behind. This place, The city of lost souls, You arrive with everything, And you are here with nothing. Temptation of every kind, A heart holding me back. While I am gone, Should everything left behind be lost? Temptation, Evil at it's worst. A love of one of a kind, Too big to risk. Tonight I sit here, Again all alone, Thinking of her, Going insane. Written January 30th, 2002 © on Jan 29 2002 06:33 PM PST 0 • 1
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