| 10:26p |
Greed.
My name was greed and I was conceited.
My pride was over all.
Nobody was near to my heart, becouse I didn`t have one.
And then came you.
And you went past me.
You left me empty..
I`m not gelous, I`m not mad, I`m not angry.
I`m just dead.
My soul is dead,
but my body is standing there,
right beside you.
But you don`t notice that.
Why?
Becouse your name is Greed...
...you`re conceited.
Somebody saw, that right beside me is standing a shadow. But I didn`t notice it.
Why?...
It`s Greed.
/Ieva Kļava/
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