As i hang up the phone,
I reach for my glass.
No,
Not sharp enough.
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My soul is a lost lovers soul
Lost in the sea of cold darkness
Once your in you can only come back out on
One condition,
...
There is no cure
For what has been done
I cannot hide
I cannot run
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Things will always be criss crossed
I will love him,
He wont love me
Than he'll choose to love me
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Yellow is the sun
Who always seems to run,
Blue is for the ocean
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To be taken from this earth,
If only in my dreams
Shall they come true When i leave this place of despare
And hopfully go Where life is better
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O the marks that paint my arm
They may be grand but cannot be undone
To the extent, all for him
And
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Even though my luck has changed,
The razor still cuts my skin
Is it because i have become what i never wanted to happened?
Addicted.....?
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Tears from my eyes=
Blood from wrists
The more tears i shed
The more the blood flows
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