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You watch me slowly suffer
You watch me slowly die
You listen to the heart ache
That I slowly cry
My blood shall dry
My blood shall stain
The winter’s rainy window pane
You watch me cry
You see the break
You don’t feel my suffer that I ache
My broken heart can’t be fixed
You can’t bring me joy
You told me to leave, go away and be forewarned…
I told that I loved you, I tell you as I cry…
But, you only turn away as I slowly die…
My blood it’s spilt all over the floor,
And Tears dye upon my face…
And now my love, I love you yes I do…
But from what I can see… you don’t love me too.
(c) Remington (Heartache on Memory Road)
 thecitieslights · Wed Nov 21, 2007 @ 02:25am · 0 Comments |
