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I went from a girl with salt filled tears
To a dark young teenager possessed by her fears...
As I sit at the edge
Looking from the outside in...
One last chance, one last night
One last way to make this right...
The red of blood hurt and despair
Seem to fade but are always there...
The red of blood hurt and despair
Seem to fade but are always there...
One last chance, one last night
One last way to make this right...
As I sit at the edge
Looking from the outside in...
I went from a girl with salt filled tears
To a dark young teenager possessed by her fears...