Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Stains

Give you my heart to hold
Stop it from being cold
For all I feel is raw
For all that I saw
Are the stains on your sheets
As your heart beats
Just look me in the eye
As I start to cry
When I explain my dreams
For right now it seems
That your demons control
Every part of your soul
So I will feel cold
While it's my heart that you hold

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