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There we were once again and our love was being scattered

Like ashes our love flew high

Getting treated as our feelings never mattered

We always thought our love would never die



There we were, our hearts torn and twisted

Like being stabbed with a knife in the side

Causing us pain the world could have resisted

and that was the night of our loves suicide



No one wanted us to make it

Our love took another miss, with the gun another hit

We tried to live, we tried to last

But we were suffocated by the baggage of our past



Can't recall the rhyme or reason

The love we shared could not make it through the season

and on the night that our love died

all I did for the longest time was cried



We had to say so long to the love we shared

Although forever we knew that we would have cared

and like that knife stuck in our side

Our love got twisted and that night was our loves suicide