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Every day gone past is a drop of my blood you drain,
every inch of my skin rots helplessly,
though I try and swear to myself I won’t let you,
I won’t let you taste my tears.
Every handful of love I promise you
is just another wasted release
of dreams, of thoughts of precious years,
of endless nights hand in hand, heart in heart.
And I’ve got nothing left but this disaffection:
you let me down, I let you down,
but truth be told you’ll never know better than me.
Every minute hurts like neverending…
every second is an endless night,
every night will make me wonder
will I ever see you smile.
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