Listen to the sound of the hearts of the unloved break. Knowing that we are slowly going to fall. I'm laying on the floor, everything is aching and all i can see is the blood spatter on my wall. I'm thinking, breathing in my last breath. Those words you spoke how could i know. They'd be leading to my death. The feeling of that bullet in my chest it was nothing compared to the breaking heart. It was one like none of the rest, but baby it was a start. I loved the look on your face, to see you frozen in fear. You thought you made a good escape, but everywhere you go i'll be whispering in your ear.
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