It was all simple words, playful at best,
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So the story starts
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Who am I to say that she's missing out on anything worth effort these days?
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She lays in an empty room, unconscious, as the day passes her by.
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(That's not all)
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Right away, we fell in into each other head first,
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Not even the shallow sign could stop it when our souls hit.
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Now its up to us to keep this strong
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Little did we know that it planted, something that would tear us apart.
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The miles start to hurt,
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The days begin to kill,
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It's all in your eyes,
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It's the smell of your smoke perfume,
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Soon love turns to lust, then back to,
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Nothing nothing.
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My hands fall all over you, not one moment goes to waste,
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This room turns to fire,
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I wont let go.
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Right away, we fell in into each other head first,
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Not even the shallow sign could stop it when our souls hit.
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It was all simple words playful at best, so the story ends...
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I felt the world in you the way you made time change.
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You got away with murder.
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This is not with just raw emotion,
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from the hands of a man,
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Soon love turns to lust then back into a killer.
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Her Advice Cost Us A Life
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| Emarosa |
