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And When the End Comes

And when the end comes and the wounds have healed Back into my skin you came digging again Like a magic with powers trapped in steel Devouring the comfort I've creating you wrecking train The days of unrelenting and dreaming Has come and gone Wishing for your acceptance, fellow feeling The days of undying love So change you cannot was the words you stoned me with Let us see who will be missing now Wanting now more, battling guilt The wrongs we shared but I won't allow myself to do the same I don't why you are back and if now you smell the rain And remember your role as a dame And when the end comes and the wounds have healed Back into my skin you came digging again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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