let me tell you a story
of the regrets i never made
the tales that are so gory
before these blood stains fade
Of the regrets i never made
it was his fault i fell
before these blood stains fade
wake from a dream by the bell
it was his fault i fell
sweetest thoughts poison to me
wake from a dream by the bell
open my eyes to the world around me
sweetest thoughts poison to me
smallest words can mean a great deal
open my eyes to the world around me
cut me open so i can feel
smalles words can mean a great deal
can you whisper in my ear?
cut me open so i can feel
help me understand what i fear.
EJ
ps - this is raw, unedited, just some overflow I don't know from where
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