i'll stop
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stabbing
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when you stop
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screaming
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it's dropping to the terrain at my feet
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palm trees are my only company
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on this beach
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star crossed lovers obsess
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alluring dreams of touching starry skies
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ill love you until my last breathe
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each speck of sand fills in each footstep along the shore
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as every tide rolls in; every one takes its toll
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the salt in this water is nauseating
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keeping me trapped and running in circles
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on this beach star crossed lovers obsess
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alluring dreams of touching starry skies
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a quick glance over my shoulder reveals a number only seen in the movies
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chardes of glass, and a decayed piece of parchment half buried that reads:
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'you cured me of my foolish obsession with love'
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i'll love you until my last breath takes you from me
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Expired In Goreville
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| The Chiodos Bros. |
