Comments about Gabe Razo
It burns my heart in the most intimate way,
To know that the love we shared shall never be the same.
The finest wine that money can buy,
Could never ease the pain that I so easily hide.
I carry on with a smile plastered upon my face,
Yet I can not mask the scars that time could never erase.
My life has become a fraud, an intricate masquerade,
Dancing merrily to a song of love betrayed...