Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Faking Love
Her trust was aged with
Hope that cut ribbons into
The wrists of what you believe.
Masking fake grins and
Addicting pain to beauty
While night tarnishes day.
Light splits the lips of
Darkness, reality cries
Like a god faking love.
April 1, 2010
Hope that cut ribbons into
The wrists of what you believe.
Masking fake grins and
Addicting pain to beauty
While night tarnishes day.
Light splits the lips of
Darkness, reality cries
Like a god faking love.
April 1, 2010
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