By psychoblue23
Waking up already lost, who needs life to make me miserable. I have love. Wondering around alone, who needs hate to drive me to the edge. I have love. I know of of love, so I am subjected to pain. I know of desire so I am subjected to loneliness. I know of love. And I know of suffering. Written January 28th, 2002 © on Jan 28 2002 05:58 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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