your face is stain in my brain your name is stiched in ink upon my heart.
is it wrong to say I miss you after so many nights apart.
I remember when we was once so stong till that night I fell apart.
because cupid shot me with an arrow in my already brusied heart.
I screamed many nights from the pain of my broken heart.
everyday I feel like I'm in hell because you was my heaven and i fall down.
I played russin roulette with the devil now I'm burning in the flames.
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