Friday, June 25, 2004
Realisation
The chill of a cheating lover’s embrace Ices over even the bravest of face. Lips of deep red, looking so hot Kiss them and you will know they are not. She’s talking to you, holding your hand But her eyes are wandering to the next man. You want to grab hold of her till you see Just how cruel a person...
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