charlotte marie peachey Biography

i sit in a park where i dwell,
for this boy i love so well.
he took my heart away from me,
now he wants to set me free.
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She begs him to stop, she begs and she pleads,
but the harder she cries, the harder she bleeds.
She's wondering why he's hurting her so,
but her eyes are getting heavier with each stinging blow.
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give me fire,
give me wind,
forgive me father
for i have sinned.
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You promised you wouldn’t hurt me
You swore you would always be true
And now I look around
And I can’t seem to find you
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Tears are always running down my face
I hang my head low thinking 'what a disgrace? '
The tears are coming from all the damage you caused
What do you want now, a round of applause?
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