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It stopped being that I couldn’t hold you and became that you couldn’t hold me at 2 When at 4 am my tears ran dry Failure, guilty screaming in my head and I looked up to the sky tears in my eyes Beg god to head my cries Take me instead It stopped being that I couldn’t see you smile and play in the sun And became that you never drew one breathe into your lungs at 3 When the morning sun shone And I remembered you where gone Why couldn’t it be me At four your sister crawled the floor And I couldn’t have asked for more Except I could have... at five if you could pay for a life in tears you would be alive At six it was a weird mix.. Bitter sweet as I finally laid eyes on you again a picture with a tinge of blue I was to late to fix... At seven... Please take me to heaven My hearts to sore to do this anymore.
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Sep 11, 2020
Sep 11, 2020 at 10:45 AM UTC
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It stopped being that I couldn’t hold you and became that you couldn’t hold me at 2 When at 4 am my tears ran dry Failure, guilty screaming in my head and I looked up to the sky tears in my eyes Beg god to head my cries Take me instead It stopped being that I couldn’t see you smile and play in the sun And became that you never drew one breathe into your lungs at 3 When the morning sun shone And I remembered you where gone Why couldn’t it be me At four your sister crawled the floor And I couldn’t have asked for more Except I could have... at five if you could pay for a life in tears you would be alive At six it was a weird mix.. Bitter sweet as I finally laid eyes on you again a picture with a tinge of blue I was to late to fix... At seven... Please take me to heaven My hearts to sore to do this anymore.
Rae
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Rae
32/NB/Australian
Sep 11, 2020
Sep 11, 2020 at 10:45 AM UTC
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