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what can we do?

something that has died, so sweet
coldness; no life every time we meet
when 'sorry' is not enough
what can we do?

you turn to me and say:
what can we do?
i don't have a clue
when I'm not there for you

but i don't cry about it, it's not my loss
your the one who boiled my blood, your not my boss
you really make me cross

when you've grown up, let the flame start
but until you've learnt to live, we'll have to be apart
get your own head out from your arse

your my fear of a freind
but my fears keep me alive
your anger and hate
keeps me so alive

so you say:
what can we do?
my answer is nothing , let it be
the real question is:
what can I do?
my answer is:
EVERYTHING!

can't you see?
Written by 666gothchick (Paulina Dionne)
Published | Edited 15th Oct 2011
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