I'm just drifting away,
Floating further from a happy life every day,
With tears streaming down her cheeks,
While she's walking down empty streets,
Feeling broken,
Feeling torn,
Playing with his rose's thorn,
Crying for the only thing she knows,
Tears landing in feathery, cold snow,
He's all I want, all i need,
But who cares about me?
I cry every night,
and make a wish,
wishing for his
One. . .Last. . .Kiss
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"I'm sick and, I'm twisted. I'm broken, you can't fix it."