Who cursed you? fear and terror was born true love and you made a plan suddenly lost forever. paths to carve and so from next to me my parents to look at? to get one forever to lose every look I shout pain I bleed I want to be this lie. but as I count I count again the days I note there are many that I shield I whine and sway. but this is also yama balm on my wounds which will always be open amulet in my arms.