Wash It Away
The line I sometimes wish that you’d cross
Just an inch
I miss him and your reflection is his
It’s not fair, what I’ve done, use your time
Pretend it’s love
In my bed’s an invisible piece I hold
Wash it away but how can my veins
Not soak in all that you gave
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