If tears mean nothing, why am
I crying?
If death is a monster that
only breaks a girl’s young heart, why does the world stand there watching?
If they expect her to keep
going, who’s going to light the way?
You come and you go
You turn dreams into
nightmares
Because you’re not real
Because you’ll never be real…
again
I’ll wake up
I’ll wake up
And you’ll still be gone
And you’ll still be dead
If I were to beg, would you
leave my mind in peace?
If I were to ask, would you
let me forget?
But I won’t
Because I can’t
That’s really the last thing
I want
I will forever guard the
memories of you.
Nightmares I can face
As long as they are of yours…
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