Times falling out of these hands
Ill let you leave me
Call when youre back home cause Ill wait
Inside this heart
Wherever you go Whatever you see
Ill give up life and Ill be your home
In deaths time in deaths place
This moment is all we have
And tomorrow never know
Every precious time let go...
Somewhere away
You and I end your way
Forgive about...
And you can move on
Are the death that youve come to ablest
There to see that your home is away
Now the sun is rising
Now that I the sky can fly in




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Realise this, before we start; people think I have no heart...
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Guilt is worse than hurt, those who are hurt and cry them self to sleep still sleep where those who hurt others and die from guilt, can't sleep in it
P.s don't hate me for this"
-- I won't HATE you . . . I just won't send you a Christmas card this year . . .
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