Decaying Blood 11-3-05

by Amanda Clayburn   Jan 2, 2006


I can bleed my pain inside
It’s the only thing
That makes me want to die
If you explain to me
Why must I decay?
I will take that chance
So you will fry
‘Cause my brain itches
When I hear your name
The misty eyes looking at me
Wondering should I stay
Or shall I go?
So why must I love?
When I lost everything
From demons like you?

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