Killer
I still see you suffer in the wake of all dreams
That I have each time that I sleep
Tears still fall from the heart of steel that I once had
Its too late for me to offer you mine to give
And it still makes me weep
That it forced you against your will
To live.
Copyright © Alyssa Finley | Year Posted 2006
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