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Like I said before you slashed me...



There are no words for such a heartless rhyme

There has always been a silly kind of sign.

We believed that everything is, but it isn't fine.

I remember when you were mine,

never in a list or any kind of line.

Loving you never left my mind.

We became close in tune while we were blind.



"There was no such thing as pain when you were in my life.

As soon as you began to hurt me, it sent chills down my spine,

Everything came down on me like a hangover from red wine.

Slowly, things were back to the way they were, too alright."



Which way was that alright, please remind?



If I touched you, I'd become a cloud so shy.

Floating was never intended, but who doesn't want to fly.

That tingling didn't come from butterflies

It came from an unbelievable lyrical enticing delight.



What happened to those two little birds in flight?

Maybe their chirping was never in tune and caused a fight.



"There was no such thing as pain when you were in my life.

Now you're gone, or so I thought, you were really near by

My body felt like it was woken from a deep sleep of lies

and, the only thing killing Me were your waking knives."