Lather The Blood On Your Hand Juliet

July 26, 2012
By , New York, NY
Look back and stare 
The past's still there 
Lost and weak
The hill to steep 
I can't get back
My heart attacks 

My pain never makes a sound
I was lost but never found 
For you my love a perfect crown
In this love I breathe and drown 

Regret, Mistakes 
The vain heart aches
A rose in red
As good as dead
The open wound
The sorrow bloomed 

Envy in my lonely eyes 
All we do is spit back lies 
If we had just one more night
All I'd do is make things right 

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