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I used to believe in you You always knew what to do When the world was black as the night You held out your hand and said it's alright You said "I'm always here for you" But then before my very eyes The world was stained red by your demise All alone you've left us With no one to defend us Poisoned by the snake and its lies Those days that shone gold like the sun The days of laughter, the days of fun It took them from us with its scheming And its silver fangs are still gleaming All I want to do is run When you finally returned It wasn't long before I learned You weren't the same as before You're on another side of this war What we had was scattered and burned There's no one else but me That can stop the coming tragedy I have to choose a path ahead Before we all wind up dead Why does it have to be me? Red like roses, black as the skies Our blood now spills, our innocence dies I don't want this to be how it ends But you've taken so many friends Their screams erased the lullabies And now, my love, all we have left are goodbyes
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 9:14 AM UTC
All We Have Left
I used to believe in you You always knew what to do When the world was black as the night You held out your hand and said it's alright You said "I'm always here for you" But then before my very eyes The world was stained red by your demise All alone you've left us With no one to defend us Poisoned by the snake and its lies Those days that shone gold like the sun The days of laughter, the days of fun It took them from us with its scheming And its silver fangs are still gleaming All I want to do is run When you finally returned It wasn't long before I learned You weren't the same as before You're on another side of this war What we had was scattered and burned There's no one else but me That can stop the coming tragedy I have to choose a path ahead Before we all wind up dead Why does it have to be me? Red like roses, black as the skies Our blood now spills, our innocence dies I don't want this to be how it ends But you've taken so many friends Their screams erased the lullabies And now, my love, all we have left are goodbyes
Told from the perspective of one of my characters
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 9:14 AM UTC
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