| Feel My heart aches if just doesn't know ...and yet if feels it does [soft guarded smile] here to bleed till I am showed hand of fate twisted slow [barbs in the knife] ...will dreams die off in quietness peacefully slumber let me forget [I've no will of my own] who can tell me not a soul destined to never know what is this awful decent which I feel should not be meant ...rather endured why... Because life isn't fair? ...fairytales aren't real... there I go... ...stumble feel |
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