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Poison

Your poison like a drug in my blood.
I know that you and your poison is bad for me but I still take it.
Another fake smile for the sake of a friendship that is dead and the poison burn in my blood.
You know that I know but still we smile our fake smiles and keep pretending that everything is alright and that the poison you gave to me is not killing me.
False laughter rings in my ears and my world turns to black.




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Publicerad 2006-08-30 12:33



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