i know the ones with cruelty for blood and cleavers for words
and in the break of hate, i know what it's like to live in fear of the
world
but in the still of the moment i know he'll watch your spirit break over
it
he may hold your hand until your last breath
but i would hand my heart over so you could have another chance
-- elle
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