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The Finish

started something i couldn't finish
 in the end tryin to fix it i look fiendish
 should have known better than to begin
 because it always will end
 in the shed of blood and tears
 showing all your fears
 can't look anymore
 not really sure
 what to say or do
 just that i understand if you
 don't forgive me
 and i will leave you be
 i know its all mixed up
 like a alcohol in a cup
 but i will make you see
 how much you really mean to me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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