7 Angels 7 Plagues - A Farewell To A Perfect Score
I feel ill with words of repentance and love I could never forget what it felt like to feel my heart drop adn watch as lonely insects swarmed around it And fed off like a disease to a diagnosed patient You no longer see me What am I doing but holding back tears And thinking of you With this tainted image of me With no logner love by disappointment I'm still here I just forgot I was human for a second And that I can't just be some image I have error I long to hear your voice again Untainted with openness I'm sorry for what I have done I'm sorry What have I done? And for what I have done I am truly sorry. Words for you are like my pot of gold Let me not have spent my riches But without this friendship I feel poor Though I will still reflect on what we had And all of the potential...
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