An attempt to erase
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Every memory that bares your name
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But every thought you invade
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What was there has become dust
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Yet I pray for it's resurrection
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When I should just accept
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And come to terms with it's demise
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An attempt to hate you
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For my deepest scar
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Cause what we had are now just fragments
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My blood flowed from your hands
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Heartless. soulless
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You could not care
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Less you drove these splinters deeper
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Why won't I let you die
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Your razors. my wrist, my tears
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Your kiss
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And here I lie.
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Cold and pale
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Nothing you can say
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Will be enough to cure
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Nothing you can say
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Will be enough to cure
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These papercuts
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And broken hearts
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These words replace my tears each letter
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A pound of hatred but they quickly fade away
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As I glance in your direction
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I'll choke on them
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Once you're gone
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Paper Cuts And Broken Hearts
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Keepsake |