the lesseryou're less forgotten than you were yesterday the color of your heart is more cold than it used to be your sun dosent shine in quiet the right light it tends to the heart it triggers a memory of the pain and suffering that you did to me and i wont forget those sullen eyes went you left in the rain and said goodbye trapped in the heat of the red anger it seems like it wears more and more the lighted path grows more dim and the stress it presses harder the heart it triggers a memory of the pain and suffering that you did to me and i wont forget those sullen eyesthe lesser
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My Conceptart.org sketchbook [link] ...click it!
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