lunes, 19 de septiembre de 2011

All of you, shaped me into what I am, carried out the bigger woman. Do you have a master plan? To where I  let all my defenses down, I never thought to turn around, and you do not make a sound.
Started telling me like a pulling through the chest, lay me down to rest, two lover’s final breath. And I found out, nothing comes without a cost, life was just a game we lost. Do you have a better thought?
Now you're gone and nothing's ever felt so wrong, always seems to last so long. Do you have been so strong? See you turning back like a pulling through the chest, lay me down to rest, two lovers’ final breath.

Now I die to kiss your tender lips goodbye and pray God hears my cry.

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