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This is a story and you are not in it flock of pages torn out here is a bedroom that you've never been in here is your shovel, there's the ground Look two lovers covered in covers I can put us to bed tonight I am bruised but she is dressing the wounds night nursing a broken man She was not the cure for cancer and all my questions still ask for answers there is nothing like someone new and this girl she was nothing like you Up awake and I'm post operation I find I've come in a dream again all the pain almost as painful as ever but something in me was not the same At night you're in dreams of submission I could claw back my heart and soul as the size of this tumour diminishes so we fill that black hole She was not the cure for cancer and all my questions still ask for answers there is nothing like someone new and this girl she was nothing like you From Letras Mania