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I love that I can still hate you.
At least, you still mean a lot to me.
I mean I still think about what could've been.
But these thoughts are for the streets.
The lonely road. The one I called my own.
Had been shared with a queen whom was rightfully dethroned.
Stripped and disrobed, the truth lies bare.
These arms are so cold.
In the heat of the moment, we stood where we stand.
And we both fell harder than when everything began.
Everything must end. Fin. Period.
The blood of the covenant was smeared again.
© Blood Red
At least, you still mean a lot to me.
I mean I still think about what could've been.
But these thoughts are for the streets.
The lonely road. The one I called my own.
Had been shared with a queen whom was rightfully dethroned.
Stripped and disrobed, the truth lies bare.
These arms are so cold.
In the heat of the moment, we stood where we stand.
And we both fell harder than when everything began.
Everything must end. Fin. Period.
The blood of the covenant was smeared again.
© Blood Red
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