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webo.








ironically, that very moment was when my heart grew cold
Saturday, February 16, 2008

i still think about how it used to be
so entwined in my own lies
surrounded by this make believe

ive been held by despondency
i should have known the road I chose would run out on me

i could have faded
been jaded
by every consequence

every word that you hurdled
was part of my defense

you can hurt me
desert me
it makes no difference
i give as good as i get

like a weight falling from my shoulders
im not going to go that way again

when everybody said that my days were over
wouldnt get the time to comprehend

you should have known it would make me stronger
i was never gonna fade away
i keep it coming
my destiny aint running away from me
and it's all so bittersweet

in my life
i had no room for comprimise
the things ive done have been the ones i have had to leave behind
look in my eyes
you'll barely recognise
the woman who depended on you to sing a little praise or criticise

so I hide it
divide it
bout what I feel inside
now I take it
or make it
im gonna be alright

whether you need me,
believe me,
youll never hurt my pride


it's almost 3am!! zzz sleepy hurr..shall go sleepp

webo @ 2:26 AM