Blank eyes, look his way
they see his soul, float away
He holds her tight
hand in hand, heart and mind
He can hold on forever
He can sense her pain
He can't stand the feeling
so He takes it away
Hush, they won't know
where I keep it hidden
Hush, it's too cold
to paint myself in red
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 1:45 PM UTC
Blank eyes, look his way
they see his soul, float away
He holds her tight
hand in hand, heart and mind
He can hold on forever
He can sense her pain
He can't stand the feeling
so He takes it away
Hush, they won't know
where I keep it hidden
Hush, it's too cold
to paint myself in red
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