badlove
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Lives flying, silent cries and teary eyes
What more pain could you bring
The sweet whispers of lies
The passionate song that Death sings
The lost hope that soon flies
Along with those majestic wings
For all the pain and the nights that I cried
For all the tears For the fights
For all the times that you used me
Because you played with my heart
Why don't you f**k you?
Sometimes I miss you- I miss you like the grass misses water in the dead of summer, and I miss you like the grass misses the rotting apple you threw at
Da Dom Da Dom Da Dom (heart beat)Before I knew of his mistake I’d already condemned himEven as he tried to explain I scolded him for action he never madeRazor held high I went in for the killHe’d never hurt another