Crumpled in my corner of dieing hope
Fading from the life I would never know...
Locked away in the desperate dungeon of my mind
Tortured by the haunted past I left behind...
Crying in the corner
With no shoulder to cry on...
It always rained for you
The rain was always good to me...
How can I say that I love you beyond all?
Wherever you lead so many others will certainly...
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Who do you go to when the one who wiped your tears is the one who made you cry? |
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you wonder why I lash out at a single word |