• death camp
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    is it a crime to be me,
    is it a crime to be you,
    is it my fault that im me,
    is it ur fault that ur you,
    did we ask to be this way,
    did we want to be this way,

    happy times
    now hide behind lines
    and we're being punished
    for fake crimes

    is the pain i feel outside,
    the same as the hunger i feel inside,
    or the ache of each beat of my heart,

    you can stop our playing,
    you can stop our eating,
    but you can't stop our feelings,
    for love and hope are for more stronger than u,

    take us away,
    it won't matter to us,
    love follows where ever it possesor goes,

    i love her,
    and she loves me,
    seperated in seconds,
    no time to bid farewell,

    towers of brick,
    line the sky like skyscrapers,
    and smoke,
    it fills the air with intoxicating fumes,

    stripped of more than oour clothes,
    but our dignity as well,
    clothed in stripes,
    inprisoned by hatred and grief,

    will i ever see myself happy again,
    will i ever see her happy again,
    will i even get to see her again,

    love follows where ever its possesor goes,
    did it follow us here,
    or were we separated from that aswell,

    have we no power,
    to rise agenst,
    i would,
    but i want the chance,
    to se her again,

    days turn to weeks,
    weeks turn to mounths,
    mounths turn to years,

    shes long gone,
    i don't know,
    i still have hope,
    there are such things as rumors,
    will i get out alive,

    what happens if we keep our faith,
    liberation,
    still some frustration,
    but a new investigation,

    i feel the love,
    does she too,
    or have we been set apart,

    will my heart still beat for her,
    though shes been long gone,
    can i still feel the chemistry,
    that we felt so long ago

    the tattoed memories,
    and drilled in terrors,
    and our love,
    are all thats left of my spirit,

    she should have stayed,
    i'm the one who needed to go,
    her innocents should have granted her life,
    my guilt should have landed me where she is now,
    but our love should have kept us together,
    it should have saved us,
    but love and life are two diffrent things,
    and though one dies,
    the other thrives forever