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go and tell my lover
to love me no more
it is I who is broken
inside it is I who's sore
it is I who chosen peace
yet tis war chose me
tell my lover not to cry
for me in the night
such tears cannot be
heard through eyes
shut so tight tell my lover
in the garden is where
I picked her flowers
I did not pick this fight
I am not a savior though
I have been crucified
go and tell my lover
should I return to her
I will not be the same
though it may seem
I answer to my name
I seen things that ripped
through mine eyes like
light beams through a
Humvee go tell my lover
not to wait for me tell her
to take on another that
she may not be lonely
that she may not wake turning over
in her sleep and long for me
go and tell my lover for me
I may not be coming home
