Honey would you still love your beautiful boy
Without the makeup, without the greed
Be careful he’ll just make you bleed
One day hands will be fists
And like will be love
And one day all we’ll have is lists
Of the things we want done
The past is bright
And the present is bleak
So what’s the future left to be?
Bleed.
- February 10, 2007
- xSaveTheLastDancex
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