Though Im weak inside
I'm thriving just the same
Still Calling out your name
Wondering who it is that i should blame
Stabbing Hard and Burried
Conciousness and fear
Forgetting others i hold Dear
Wontcha maybe could you hear
And I said To
Wait, till i hit the ground Harder
Wish i could Wait, To hear your heartbeat fast
Wish i could wait Till i missed his
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