Thanks for your false hope and your lies,
I think I'll make it on my own,
I don't need anyone to look over my shoulder.
You said you don't think that was right,
You said everything is alright,
I guess I proved you wrong, I'll make it on my own.
Thanks for not caring at all,
Somehow you left me all alone,
Don't forget, I'll make it on my own.
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burning the book
A contest entry
- Rebel! by Cinder.
900 points, ended February 23, 2008, 26 entries
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