eyes shut, hand clenched over heart
you can't love and its tearing me apart
tears fall, lips part and shake
bells knoll, was it all a mistake?
this white dress is bearing me down
i need you but you're never around
the bouquet of flowers you sent are now dead
all i have are dried petals instead
hands shake, i drink the pain away
i try but the pain is here to stay
heart tires, and i lose to the will to fight
dont worry, tomorrow ill be gone from your sight
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