Flames of the heart
Burn inside
Hard to breathe
Tears form
Questions come out
Stepped in-front of me
Now I wonder who to blame
For your pain was it the gun man or
Was it your best friend
Starting a perfect day
Leaving a perfect nightmare
I’m sorry I destroyed your dreams
I’m sorry I was the one and only who killed you
Stepped in-front of me now I wonder who to blame
For your pain was it the gun man or was it your best friend?
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
no true-goodbye
Posted by ash at 10:45 PM
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