17.7.08

i remember nothing

"You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies."
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you are like a piece of art
a picture of Dorian Gray
beauty that never goes away
a mona lisa protected from decay

i admire you like a museum's painting
through glass and the devil's mockings
i can dream night and day
but you remind me of where i stay

you are not mine,that's fine
too lovely like an english rose
feelingless like the flower itself
you will never say a thanks or sorry
maybe its just me, end of story
or maybe its the nature of this cruel world
that made me fell for you, a girl.


Amelia, fuck you.
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