Black rose

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I’ve never felt like this 

I think about you in these nightmares and daydreams  

Holding onto memories in times where we’d make peace 

But you’re a pantomime, witch-hunt for truth 

You have so many faces tell me which one is you 

And you can be with him or anybody else 

But they will never love you the way that this somebody felt 

But now it’s over cause he finally broke the surface 

I just want to say goodbye and that I really hope it’s worth it

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