by Unknown
May 2012 225 Views 2 comments
Wrongside
Her eyes take me away.
And it tear's me apart from the inside out
Did I speak in volumes?
Reflections built up on sorrow
Please, Give me the means to resist
Resist Her heart, Im broken again.
Give me the strength to return
Return the breath she's stolen
Could this ever be the last time?
The final time that we take this road.
Right on the wrong side of it all.
3 Simple words that killed me.
Those 3 words bled me dry.
Those 3 words bled us dry.
I Love You.
And it tear's me apart from the inside out
Did I speak in volumes?
Reflections built up on sorrow
Please, Give me the means to resist
Resist Her heart, Im broken again.
Give me the strength to return
Return the breath she's stolen
Could this ever be the last time?
The final time that we take this road.
Right on the wrong side of it all.
3 Simple words that killed me.
Those 3 words bled me dry.
Those 3 words bled us dry.
I Love You.
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Posted: May 2012
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