futle pain
broken arrows hart
inscribed without soul in my mind
i want you
but i cant have you
not untill the end of the song is sung
how dose this end
how will it go
anti-theses of time scribed upon the wall
why do i dream
twisted dreams of you
and in clydoscype wakeing vistions want your hart
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i cant do it justice
but i still try
myranding river of my thougts to expreses
im so sorry
ill only hert you
dont wait up for me, im stuck here.