Running, out of breath.
Blood, pouring over my neck.
Chasing my dreams, is harder than it seems.
You'll never know, because you can't see,
who I am, or what I could be.
Tossing and turning, cold sweat on my face.
Your name, is impossible to erase.
You need not to fear, death is almost near.
I chose my way out, with out a doubt.
Pills and a knife, a great sacrifice.
No consequences were rendered.
It's been so cold, I can't remember.
Your memories were unecscapable,
So I drowned them in my blood.
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