And lightning don’t strike
The same place twice
When you and I
Said goodbye
I felt the angels cry
True love’s a gift
We let it drift
In a storm
Every night
I feel the angels cry
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she doesn’t love as much as before. no one’s at fault. i guess the phrase “once bitten twice shy” comes into play here. i guess the one before me was … fortunate. how do you soften a heart that has grown so cold over the months? is she with me because it seemed like the right thing to do on 9th september?
i’m falling, with no one to break my fall.
