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Apologize: Romeo's RemorseYou tell me you need me
you tell me I can't be
you tell me I can't see
All heaven falls before those eyes
and even an angel must die
as tears fall when I cry
love a harsh mistress comes calling
but I try to stop my falling
in my pain I feel alive
as my heart crushes in a graceless dive
for one as beautiful as you
comparable to the morning dew
you with golden eyes as lovely as the rain that fall
you forget to apologize and I leave in a pall
dead to you
as dead as dead can be for your love is cruel
racked with grief I take the golden blade to my heart
like Romeo this form of art
the art of the dead
to hang or a bullet to my head
broken as a fallen tree
take that knife and let me free
poison lips as lovely as the moon
ah but my death shall be soon
you look upon the cold body and swoon
as I lay dying I remember those cold eyes
eyes a deep gold
full of that pride and bold
and how I loved thee and slip goes the blade
the reaper has received what need be paid
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