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| A Starry Sky |
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| Eighth Scroll Publishing |
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| Johnthan Cross |
| A starry sky to touch the moon When was it my heart went wrong? My love broken all too soon And my heart by far too long When was I to know the truth About the things that made my life Honesty regarding you And another friend in strife Let's begin this tale again Just say things worth speaking of Avoid of how you lost your sin Because we hate the man of love |
| Is this life worth living here? A whisper left in others' name? Is our purpose for our tears? Or some equally dumb game? Can you tell me no again When I ask you for your hand? I'm only asking for a friend But insted you say no chance Speak to me as if you loe Cry to me as if you care Just don't leave me in this snubb The teeth of life upon me bared |