Last time we embraced, It was the last night of love. Never turning back from time I took the step away from you. When you put that pistol to your head...How? How could this happen to you or me? We were truley lost in our own tradgedy. Every night I saw the face in the mirror my heart shook like a rage of thunder. Mabye that love...it wasnt for me or he. Thats the night of tradgedy. And now we hear the demons cry as if they were somewhere near by. We are both in the fire and we cry these tears of sorrow and rage. And this is my story of loves gaze.
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