I think I can not longer love you.
My Lullaby plays on.
My tears are my fucking demise.
The bruise of my mistake never heals.
1992-2009 My time is going by.
Heaven is where I want my soul to lay.
Laying over the water.
Their will be no darkness.
The light will have never ending supply.
The music plays forever on.
It was suppose to be us.
The lies POOR out of your mouth.
The pieces on the floor are of my broken heart.
I Loved to Love you.
Now, I hate to love you
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