if tomorrow i lie down bleeding
life ebbing away on the floor
would you stay to keep me breathing
or carry on fighting outside the door

>Please, wont you stay
I wont know if I'll live through today
All i need is a comforting face
For me to forget the horror of this place

Block the sound of bullets screaming from my ears
Cradle me in your arms and wipe my tears
Tell your comrades to hold on, wait
Let her feel the peace's silence before its too late

Please, stay and stop the pain
Tell me all this is just a game
That I'll live not to die another day
but to wake up to everything okay

Sincerely yours,
You dont need to know my name.

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He's going away after bandaging her bulletridden legs.. no, you cant go away-- Stay, please stay, hold me like how daddy did once before the bullets took him away... He's saying something about her being fine but its all wrong its all wrong oh why wont he stop and hold her a moment and lend her a shoulder what's wrong everything's wrong everything's war torn

I'm only thirteen and girls my age dont celebrate birthdays with shrapnel as their birthday cake dont countdown in time with the sound of bombs dropping they're supposed to be happy and not bleeding they're not supposed to lose their brother on their birthday

Oh. She now knows why he went away: He went to help another kid with bulletridden legs.

c'est le ton qui fait la musique.
You were always the sours to my skittles/

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