02 May Part of Me
Died in cold blood , my dreams !
Part of me had lived many lives
Enchanted wishes that broken bad
Horrific stories in those archives
Heart had never gotten ever free
From the lava of pain’s beehives
Deemed notions cry of sorrows
For every emotion that thrives
Moments I feel her inside me
I catch every tear that survives
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