The Death Bed
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By: Chase L. Currie
I ran from you,
At the end,
I hid away,
Only to face the scars alone,
I faced you,
At the end,
I was there for every moment, that
ripped my soul a part,
Only to face the scars alone...
(Just a good song...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3aF9AJm0RFc)
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