http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_b1GKGWJbE8
you must feel it to believe it
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Hated Being
My rose petals fell for you,
Now the sorrows are all to do,
Why our bond felt so right,
Always thought throughout the night,
And in my blade I asked,
"Who is this person I have masked"?
Till the rise of my sun,
The moon had all its fun.
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Hellraiser9393
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