Here you stand seething with guilt.
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Silence only justifies this act of cowardice.
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The look stapled on your face cries out for forgiveness,
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the one thing that I cannot give.
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(Did you ever see that one person
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and the way they do these things
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and it hurts you so much it's like choking...choking)
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I can give you freedom from your guilt,
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with a flick of my wrist onto yours.
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I can give you peace of mind with a forced smile.
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I can give you death with the look upon my face.
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This is your freedom in a life of fallacy,
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with no last kiss & no regrets;
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you don't deserve good bye.
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This is your freedom in a life of fallacy,
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with no last kiss & no good bye.
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Here you stand seething with guilt.
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Silence only justifies this act of cowardice.
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With a short story, the one you add to daily, you are the tragic loss.
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No story book ending for this fairy tale of you.
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Just the one composed with blood taken from your pen that you hold in your lifeless hand.
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Cry for you. Shed tears. Mourn. Wish the end.
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Cry for you. Shed tears. Mourn. Wish the end.
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Mourn, wish the end
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Mourn, wish the end
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Mourn, wish the end
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Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person,
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and the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much?
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So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze.
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It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions
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and to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds.
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You let this one person come down in the most perfect moment.
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And it breaks my heart to know the only reason you are here now is a reminder of what I'll never have...
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I'll never have... I'll never...
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Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in...
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standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in...
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But this table for one has become bearable.
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I now take comfort in this, and for this, I cherish you.
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Did you ever look, did you ever see that one person
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and the subtle way that they do these things and it hurts so much?
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So much like choking down the embers of a great blaze.
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It's that moment when your eyes seem to spread aspersions
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and to scream confessions at the insipid sky parting clouds.
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And you let this one person come down...come down...I cherish you...I cherish you.
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Just say that you would do the same for me...
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just say you would do the same for me...
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just say you would do the same...
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just say you would do the same, for me
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For as much as I love Autumn,
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I'm giving myself to Ashes.
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Short Stories With Tragic Endings
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| From Autumn To Ashes |
