I brought you flowers
I sung you songs
I tried to heal your scars
But now your gone
And I wish I could take you back
But I can’t
A thousand tears I cry
In single nights
That pass by
I just wanted time back
I just want you
You can keep tearing my heart out my chest
And killing me inside,
I know your not meaning to be cold
But I hope the way I still love you can change your mind
Midnights we stayed up laying together in bed.
Wish I could bring that back
But our loves dead instead
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Henry Plume
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that's so sad. I felt that way once but time and patience healed me.