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innocence There's a special word I have to say to thee
a sweet, bending apology
The notes are twisted and crumpled
on the floor for you to see
You see a diary of a lonely man
One with a black heart, and a blacker plan
all you don't know, can be better
if you run as fast as you can
For what a broken man doesn't deserve
he cannot weep for, or conserve
the thoughts in his eyes, or his mind
it gets harder and harder to hold his nerve
All I hold, is empty
its alright for you to resent me
but what can I do for
an honest apology?
