Seeing Means More - Bernadette Protti
Beneath the lone quaint pine tree
Lays the fair Bernadette
-with eyes filled with sorrow & regret-
With floral in her hair, she serenades
With tales of poignant tragedy
These memories of my wounds at hand they won't pass away
IVE DIED WITHIN YOUR WORDS
(your words, they hurt, I can't disregard this pain)
A thousand conversations as time moves on
Ill thrust this blade as long as pain is found
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT
Lays the fair Bernadette
-with eyes filled with sorrow & regret-
With floral in her hair, she serenades
With tales of poignant tragedy
These memories of my wounds at hand they won't pass away
IVE DIED WITHIN YOUR WORDS
(your words, they hurt, I can't disregard this pain)
A thousand conversations as time moves on
Ill thrust this blade as long as pain is found
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT
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