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Mar 2015
Please dear lay your head on my chest
And let us just rest together one final time
As the world shatters and we're left with the tatters
And dark pits where our eyes once did shine
We're dying inside
We're burning alive
We are so sick and tired of biding our time
If we break here, at least we'll break side by side
With my heart bleeding through your shirt
And your eyes burning holes in mine
Our whole world is stopping
But there is nothing romantic about this
There will be no story book ending last kiss
Because the fairy tale is burning black and in the end there's only pain
It's burning and turning black like the inside of our veins
But if we break here, at least I broke while holding you
I told you I'd never leave you, and now you know my word is true
So rest, my darling, sleep like you've never slept before
Sleep there on my chest like you haven't a care in the world
Sleep in my arms so that we can go knowing
That I am your man, and you are my girl
If we break here, at least we didn't break alone
Timothy Kenda
Written by
Timothy Kenda  Worcester
(Worcester)   
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