Cheshire Posted April 23, 2014 Share Posted April 23, 2014 The blade bites every time, The people never ask why. This time she might cut a little deeper, Reaching for the sky. Just a broken soul, No one sees her fears It might be a little to late By the time you notice her tears Sorry,I was right, now she's gone To late for that now You waited to long. Link to comment
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