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The Start, The End
(Me)
Tell me a story,
A tale of our true love,
With pain and glory,
A myth of love unknown,
For two, once beloved
~Start~
(She Felt)
I can't fall, not again
You took control,
You had domain,
You were on a roll,
But there is no more...
(He Felt)
I love you so much,
That my sore heart hurts
I didn't know much,
And so I got burned.
The feelings I have, I divert
You see I learned
That you don't trust me,
So I'll set you free...
(She Felt)
I hate the pain,
That you make me feel,
It feels like a blade
That's aimed for my vein,
I should learn to deal,
But the ache is unreal
(They Feel)
There's no remedy, cure, or aid
My heart has just been played,
And now, I'm so afraid
Feels like my hearts been blown,
By a grenade
~The End~
Tell me a story,
A tale of our true love,
With pain and glory,
A myth of love unknown,
For two, once beloved
~Start~
(She Felt)
I can't fall, not again
You took control,
You had domain,
You were on a roll,
But there is no more...
(He Felt)
I love you so much,
That my sore heart hurts
I didn't know much,
And so I got burned.
The feelings I have, I divert
You see I learned
That you don't trust me,
So I'll set you free...
(She Felt)
I hate the pain,
That you make me feel,
It feels like a blade
That's aimed for my vein,
I should learn to deal,
But the ache is unreal
(They Feel)
There's no remedy, cure, or aid
My heart has just been played,
And now, I'm so afraid
Feels like my hearts been blown,
By a grenade
~The End~
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