Crimson Stained Dreams, By: look how pretty she is when she fall

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By Thoughtless Encounters

Tragedy strikes again. Cut so deep It made me lifeless. Can’t you see, it’s hard to stand. On my last leg And it makes me hopeless. Sand fills the hourglass. I can’t sit and let time pass. This is my life And it’s running out. Now as my well goes dry, I see the clock tick by This is my life And it’s running out. Felt like so long ago I saw you. You made me happy. Now I’ve hit a new low. Because of you. You make me angry. Sand fills the hourglass. I can’t sit and let time pass. This is my life And it’s running out. With every passing thought Shows me that you meant a lot But this is my life And it’s running out. Here I lay bleeding. I hope I’ve cause you guilt. Because you’ve destroyed Every feeling that I’ve built. Sand fills the hourglass. I can’t sit and let time pass. This is my life And it’s running out. Nothing for you to say There are no more new days That was my life And it just ran out.

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