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Truth
written by XxXxAngel_of_deathXxXxX10:46 PM 4/18/05There is no body that can stop the rain from falling down,
There is no grave that can keep my soul in the ground.
Once I stop Bleeding maybe then I can begin healing.
Death was designed with me in mind.
Seems as though Satan's got a hold on me, I've drifted, the pain still not lifted, the heaviness of sadness still not sifted.
Once again I'm blinded by the sun,
There are no useful drugs to escape from feeling numb.
But look how far I've come
Your birth is nothing but your death begun.
I don't want to die without a fight
But I don't want to live with a fear of life
I don't want to cry at night
I don't want to see the light
Cause' then the monsters will run and hide.
your good intentions make me shudder
I wouldn't have made it without my box cutter.
Why is life so complicated?
why can't it be like when I was younger,
when everything was black and white,
Wrong was wrong and right was right? |
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