So whisper and tell me where I went wrong
Tell me why everything around you lost its shine
Why nothing glows
Tell me why you're waiting, or what you're waiting for
Never seen when opportunity is at your door
Let's get out of this mess
No one will even know we left
No use on dwelling on the thing you'll soon forget
When this is over, it's alright
-Pretty Girls Make graves-
an amazing song.
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poet,I'm sick of your pretty lies.
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