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Daisy Castell Aug 2018
Someone granted on me death
They reached out and stole my life
My only wish that they held my breath
But instead they used a knife

Don't need roses at my grave
Don't need sorrow, hurt, or pain
Stolen life, that i had gave
Stole my life, but what'd you gain
Daisy Castell Aug 2018
I can feel the chain
Wrapped tight to drag me down
I can feel the pain
A sensation that brings me to the ground

I can feel your eyes
Set upon me burning
I will not say goodbye
Even though I'm yearning

I feel very broken
Torn up beneath your cleets
I feel very broken
Like the ground Beneath Your Feet...

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