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Chance For Bliss
Dead butterflies around her feet
Blood of a broken heart on her hands
When the wind falls silent
And the rain is deafening in the middle of the night
There are no dreams left to remember
Where did it all go?
Is love lost, thrown out on the side of the road?
She cried that she couldn't breathe
He wondered why she didn't hold his hand anymore
Insecure, doubts shattered by too many questions
That nobody really wanted to answer
Somewhere, someone screams out loud
"Go on, please! Don't end up like me
Caught, trapped knowing that it's too late
To chase any chance of bliss.
