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Get your hands please off my fableI did not ask you to stop on by by by byyou try so hard at nightan animal who likes my fictionyou even to and through these old onela la la lines come in you look too drynow the reader holds on for an unknownthe diction follows oh so coldthe heat is here and he is openhis heart and blood flows towards the oceanthe words in his mouth won't be cold nowstuck in a hot jaw, wrapped in a soft partthe sun it burns well soon it'll go downwith only the fish to watch and rot on the shoreI could never seem so lonely to watch you die slowlylike a walk in the park or the stars in the darkwhich will never shine as bright for meif you were there and you were openyour heart and blood flowing towards the oceanand me next to you on my knees thinkin of a scene that wouldn't make a readersigh so i write and i cry which leads to memories of what could beLetras de cancionesthe scene has changed now the ocean is no morethe gym is where we pick back uphe walks out alone cause the teams been disbandedhis heart is still broken but i cannot stand himwhen you come near me, try to absolve methe odds were not for us, his voice starts to tremble From Letras Mania