Seed of Regret
She knew she couldn't say goodbye; I knew once I stepped inside. I was feeding into her web of lies. She sold her soul for rocks and dust, never had a soul to love. I tied a message to the left foot of a dove. He flew around and then pummeled down I wake up to rain pouring down. I feel like I'm all alone in this busy town. Where are you?
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