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Lightning don’t strike the same place twice She made sure the bridge was burned with her demise This and all because of the misery That caught her like a flick of a dice

In a million ways we could not find the same path, Yet it led her to you No one had asked for it Yet the heavens have spoked more than a clue

And if anyone could even hear the both of them They would only find hazes than any sight of a gem Because in those stranger’s eyes No place that died can live twice

You ought you were burnt a thousand times That no single saint can tell you otherwise How to live in shame and disgrace was your name Only to know that you are still an angel in God’s place

In a million ways we could never find the same path, Yet these pain spaced on to the both latched No one had asked for it Yet her broken pieces whistled the wind back to you

Now who’s to say Coincidence is a game Everybody with some regrets pay the price Only to see the lightning strike the same place twice