Lover's Edge

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The wind blows on my face

My cheeks grow cold

And my hair flows behind me

The only thing i can focus on is you

The pain you’re in

And what you’ve done

I try to reach you but

You’re too far away

My grasp slips through your fingers

Because you let go of me

My cheeks are stained

My hair surrounds my face

Entangled around my ears

You’re on the ground

Because you let go of me

The cliff doesn’t stop me

I jump

Just to be with you


We’re left on the rock bottom

Covered in the scars of the past

And our blood of sadness

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