‘Baby, ’ you called me
Then said, ‘sorry’
‘How can I make it up to you? ’
...
So much for second chances
She, alone, was only left.
Unwanted, betrayed, forgotten she danced
Trying her hardest to escape this mess.
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A Toll On Life
Childish dreams I can only imagine
Growing up had its own fashion
Shake upon death, smile when I wake
Turn away from all the many mistakes
Cold was the heart placed in my hand
Solid but limp, Fragile as steel, And
Farther away there shines a light
Stolen innocence out of pure spite