.:The Bruises Turn to Yellow:.

"Remember all the things you'd say?
How your promises rang hallow?
As he threw me to the ground.

Leave me bleeding on the bed,
See you right back here tomarrow,
For the nest round.

And if you're ever around...
I'll be wallowing in pity, wearing a frown.
Like Pierrot the Clown."

--"Pierrot the Clown" by Placebo
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Pt. 1 in my "Lyrics to the Lonely" Series

For anyone who feels like the one they thought they loved is only taking away all the beauty from thier lives.


-*Blue*