His Intentions
Cruel intentions come to be. Games we play. Games you play but not with me. Reasons unknown we play these games. To get back at eachother maybe today. Unknown is our love for one another. My games end with the love i've come to know. Your intentions keep going. An endless song has become your life. My song has ended. But if you want i'll sing with you. Sing of my death and of my intentions. Cruel they were and death comes out of it. I tryed to get you out before you were sucked in. But you wouldn't listen. Now I have to watch your death knowing I tryed. Written March 27th, 2002 © on Mar 27 2002 09:15 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Cruel intentions come to be...."