Before I weather
From my heart's crust
You'll be gone forever
Whirlpool of love
Did swirl me well
I had lost my dove
Crushed my shell
My skin soaked tears
But a low hope rose
That I'll kill my fears
And you will be close
But I can't be cacti
And live on thorns
No I won't cry
When you are gone
I did see spring but
Just the silence before a storm
I got my heart cut
Just when love was being born
I burnt during day
I froze in the night
Before figuring out the play
I was defeated by my might
True the scar won't go
But I'll rise from this pit
Blood through my heart will flow
After you're gone from it
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