My heart is locked in chains,
and I'm sick of how it always rains,
than tear drops start to fall,
as I run down the hall,
you said you would call,
but that turned out to be a lie,
you just ended up making me cry,
someday I'll touch the sky,
but thats when I die,
I'm sick of this.
we have had are last kiss,
its finally over,
but now I am all alone in Dover.
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