she's a gamble, hearts she takes.
she's a cold hand at the wake.
Midnight she hears me breath cursen the sky were sould i be?
lets call it evens and let me leave but to be honest how i cant see.
blinded by tomorrow for she wont leave me be.
she's a storm in a teacup wrecken my head till i can break free.
she is lost time and the seconds hand tick leaven me less,
in her arms i felt blessed.o
ne more chance is more then i could have.
but, i'll smile to hide the hurt inside.
lookin down as i walk,
feelings lost and thoughts of tomorrow she stole while my back is turned.
she's a future i'll never see but sure lest i have the memoires.
hiden benith the moon of heartbreak she is gone
there is no way out so now shes a thorn.
she is her and noone knew what she'd steal,
this cant be,why is it the blame is left for me.
if this is a dream why cant i wake she is cruel thinkin nothing of the hearts she breaks.
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