When the fields dead, that is my soul
When I think of him, I begin to fall off that cliff in every heart
When a rose dies, that is my heart
Everyday I wake up, I die inside
When the stars fall at night, those are my years alive
When the rain falls, those are my tears
When water disappears, that is my mind
Everyday I have to suffer, looking at you
When I throw daggers at his picture, I pear at myself inside of me, crying telling me to stop .. i see myself telling me that im killing doing this
When they tell me to die, for some reason I’m still here
When years pass by, I’m still at day one
Everyday I see your face, my hate infuriates
But when its time to runaway, it will all disappear
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Zammy The Heart Breaker
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