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I cry myself to sleep at night To be rid of my own fright You had to take a bite Of my free flying kite Because of you I was never blue Being with you It was a dream come true You didn't go down without a ****** fight To see who was wrong or right You made me feel bright Now I must take flight You made me feel like a princess You told me I was priceless To never think less What we had was meaningless Now I must go And leave the dark shadow To go and grow At an all time low You were never there for me When you were right in front of me I cry and plea But all I can do is flee Because of you I can never be true I can never see you How can I believe you? In the face of my depravity For God so loved the world he died for me You truly make me happy Like that adorable puppy You only played me You never thought I was happy I am a flea You are about to step on me What is death like It's not riding a bike Don't get a psych It's never worth a like Darkness is what consumes you Because you always feel blue And you can never be true We are through me and you
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 2:12 AM UTC
Because of you
I cry myself to sleep at night To be rid of my own fright You had to take a bite Of my free flying kite Because of you I was never blue Being with you It was a dream come true You didn't go down without a ****** fight To see who was wrong or right You made me feel bright Now I must take flight You made me feel like a princess You told me I was priceless To never think less What we had was meaningless Now I must go And leave the dark shadow To go and grow At an all time low You were never there for me When you were right in front of me I cry and plea But all I can do is flee Because of you I can never be true I can never see you How can I believe you? In the face of my depravity For God so loved the world he died for me You truly make me happy Like that adorable puppy You only played me You never thought I was happy I am a flea You are about to step on me What is death like It's not riding a bike Don't get a psych It's never worth a like Darkness is what consumes you Because you always feel blue And you can never be true We are through me and you
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 2:12 AM UTC
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