In my own words
I waited for you every night in the dark, hoping you'd come to me, but you never showed, My arms covered in marks of sadness, but no matter how bad my hurt appeared, you kept on, as if you didn't even notice, My heart bled for you, I took the silver bullet for you, and you stared at my cold dead body, turned and walked away from my death bed, the burnt out love we once had, but now I was free, from the pain inside me" |
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