To Know YouThere are tear stains on my cheeks; But I don't remember crying There's a foul taste within my mouth; From your repulsive lying.To Know You
I suppose now I'll never know you; So why do I keep on trying, To free myself to be with you With these failed attempts at dying.
Your AngelI'm your pale white angel With ebany black wings, I would kill myself to free you To make you once more sing. She had made you love her But now know its not true. Your heart was freely given, I see how she abused you. I weep upon those scars That penatrate your heart, I wish I could've saved you From her manipulative art.Your Angel
hah.
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