This Time Imperfect I cannot leave here, I cannot stay, Forever haunted, more than afraid. Asphyxiate on words I would say, I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue. There are no flowers, no not this time, There'll be no angels gracing the lines, Just these stark words, I find. I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak, I'd share with you could I only speak, Just how much this, hurts me. I cannot stay here, I cannot leave, Just like all I loved, I make believe. Imagine hard, I disappear, seems, No one will appear, here and make me real. There are no flowers, no not this time, There'll be no angels gracing the lines, Just these stark words, I find. I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak, I'd share with you could I only speak, Just how much this, hurts me. I'd tell you how it haunts me, I'd tell you how it haunts me, (cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams.) I'd tell you how it haunts me, (cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams.) You don't care that it haunts me. Oh, There are no flowers, no not this time, There'll be no angels gracing the lines, Just these stark words, I find. I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak, I'd share with you could I only speak, Just how much this, hurts me. Just how much this, hurts me. Just how much you...

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April 2009