I met a girl
who was in love with death
she gave her speech
and then she left
She finally made me see
That love never wanted me
and all that I learned from love
is that we're better off dead
and I showed by actions
something that couldn't be said
I found something
and fell in love with it
I guess I got carried away
like a horse without a bit
The mirror never answers
My heart felt questions
It has never given hope
Love or suggestions
I sleep with the light on
to know I'm alright
I've lost my sight
of where I am tonight
My heart's become like
A bed of flowers
That dies And from the soil
springs with life again
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