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by BuzzKill Dec 18, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
I won't do it I swear Never again Believe me I care If you were in my spot I trust that you wouldn't You love me and I love you Not even death will change that Believe me, it's true But Something trickles down my arm What have you done? You have not done any harm What have I done? You know, and I know When the blood flows Tears are dry The pain shows It's the way I cry My mind is a flock of crows As black as a lie