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Fool


Fool

Maybe I'm a fool

I'm a fool to still want you back

I'm a fool to think you'll come back

I'm a fool to want to hold you

I'm a fool to think this will get better

Or will it?

Fool

Even after all that you did, I still cry at night

Even after all that you did, I still think of you before I sleep

And when I awake

'Tis a pain to think that maybe I'll finally move on

Fool

Do you ever miss me?

Do you ever think of me?

Do you ever regret what you did to me?

Do you ever want me back?

Do you ever want to hold me?

Fool

I want to escape

Do you ever want to escape. . . to dissapear from the people who abused you?

Do you ever think of the roses that sleep in the Garden of Stone?

That's where my mind wanders. . .

I want to be still, crisp, slowly dying in the place I belong

Away from you

Safe from you

I want to visit the roses at the Garden of Stone

Fool

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