Greyline
You handed the carpenter the last nail to seal my cage and I finally stop fighting to get free So i made my last request as I chose the corners of solitude I prefer Tell my mother she was right about one thing Tell her In another life I would return home in time and not loose sleep over the one who told me about his past and so I built bricks for our future but he was just a con This cage might be able to protect me from myself From hearing the sound of betrayal like liquid falling from your lips Who mends a heart broken from trusting the one who swore forever There's no healing from this,the world owe me nothing So I lay in a stained floral dress you once called me a queen in Even in destitute I'll blame the wind for snatching away your love for me
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