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Behind her back they call her cold, But death has taken hold And they whisper that she hasn't a soul, But they can't see the huge gaping hole   Where her heart's supposed to be She cut it out herself, she's tired of misery She finally put her heart away Saving her blood for a worthy day Son, run as fast you can, Because she isn't the one for you man Her fire will burn you alive Her words hurt worse then a knife She walls are so **** high Not even angels fly that high, don't sigh She may cry herself to sleep at night, But don't trust her, don't try to make it right For the battle she fights is one inside It's with her own demons she's trying so hard to hide Not even the bravest can handle her at her worst And fragile egos around her spontaneously burst No one can ever find a way to her hidden heart The Minotaur in the labyrinth always tears them apart So high above the clouds, she only seldomly calls down When she does they always trick her into coming to the ground Where they cut into her chest trying to find her heart Then the monster she becomes rips them all apart For she's girl as well as a beast
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Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 9:19 PM UTC
Unbreakable Above The Clouds
Behind her back they call her cold, But death has taken hold And they whisper that she hasn't a soul, But they can't see the huge gaping hole   Where her heart's supposed to be She cut it out herself, she's tired of misery She finally put her heart away Saving her blood for a worthy day Son, run as fast you can, Because she isn't the one for you man Her fire will burn you alive Her words hurt worse then a knife She walls are so **** high Not even angels fly that high, don't sigh She may cry herself to sleep at night, But don't trust her, don't try to make it right For the battle she fights is one inside It's with her own demons she's trying so hard to hide Not even the bravest can handle her at her worst And fragile egos around her spontaneously burst No one can ever find a way to her hidden heart The Minotaur in the labyrinth always tears them apart So high above the clouds, she only seldomly calls down When she does they always trick her into coming to the ground Where they cut into her chest trying to find her heart Then the monster she becomes rips them all apart For she's girl as well as a beast
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Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 9:19 PM UTC
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