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 Apr 2014
Triiniity
I don't want you to be another pretty face, that's stuck, in time. You told me it was such of waste; Your hand, in mine. You told me of your past, and all, your lies. You told me all the times, that you, had tried.

I'll tell you right now, that I don't care what you're gonna go through. You'll never be alone. I'll tell you right now, I'll go through it all with you. My arms, are home.
Either I die for you, or together we fall.

I don't want you to be another untold story. I'll tell, you mine. You told me that you were such a waste, of, my time. You told me how no one had ever tried, to be, your friend. I'm here to tell you that I'll be here, until, the end.

I'll tell you right now, that I don't care what you're gonna go through. You'll never be alone. I'll tell you right now, I'll go through it all with you. My arms, are home.
Either I die for you, or together we fall.

Suddenly a smile washes over your face. I can't help but think. I think your beautiful. Even the scars on your skin.

I'll tell you right now, that I don't care what you're gonna go through. You'll never be alone. I'll tell you right now, I'll go through it all with you. My arms, are home.
Either I die for you, or together we fall.
Together tonight.
Together tomorrow.
You'll never have to be alone in this sorrow.
Together we fall.
 Apr 2014
Triiniity
You remind me so much of myself. Rewind; back in time just to help you through hell. You sound like I do. Regretful, resentful, forgetful and full of spite. Remind me of home. Remind me of home. Remind me of home.

Just a cycle. Red walls; open eyes. They hated you then, but they sure miss you now.

Scary isn't it? Knowing that life isn't as great as they make it sound. "You're unfit. Mean, hurtful, mental. Gross all around." I'll save you time and and put myself in the ground. Remind me of home. Remind me of home. Remind me of home.

Just a cycle. Red walls; open eyes. They hated you then, but they sure love you now.

Two people in the same place. Dead before our time. Heaven within your heart, but hell with mine. Your friends hate you for leaving. But they never noticed your arms and legs bleeding. Remind me of home. Remind me of home. Remind me of my own.

Just a cycle, that can't be broken. Speak out for those who died unspoken.

— The End —