Unspection

Chemical Vocation 4 0 368 0
She keeps in mind to wash her brain. I remember when I knew her She had faith enough to fake I recall a face passed in vain. Never had a guiding light or a place to call home Sore dried eyes, Itґll keep on welling for nothing That'sґs all Youґve bled enough Sheґs running rapid with self-deception She tried to hide it from herself unjustified. The dagger failed her, the misconception of a better place The offer made to wage the answer, That no-one knew. The answer, she would never blame you. Never had a guiding light or a place to call home. Sore dried eyes, Itґll keep on welling for nothing. One last game for three, two broken wings stretched to derange the air-raid. Wash it of this time only, I know itґs somewhere. So say goodbye Take her hand dig her out of the mud You canґt save the world just say goodbye.

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