And I remember the way I fell
Over the edge and into Oblivion
I pictured your silly face
Laughing as I plunged to my
As I fell and faded away
*
Standing alone
In your empty room
Your still-beating heart bleeding through my fingers
*
'Cause you made me feel like
I was special above else
The way you never let me
take one step by myself
It's like I was a doll
made of glass, sat on a shelf
(30-11-2014)
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