You think
I’ll fade away,
that the
memory will disappear,
but I’ll
burn inside you always -
always leave
you pain.
It was
just a beautiful lie,
it was
just in your head,
but the drops
of your blood
still stain
the sheets on your bed.
Imagine
it was me to hurt
and
bleed – dreams are free.
Dream of
me wide awake
and cry the
endless tears.
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