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Time doesn't heal everything.

i know how it feels when breathing doesn't make you feel alive.

i know how it feels to wake up and wish you didn't exist.

simply existing doesn't mean you're alive.

i feel your breath on me as if we're going to last forever.

i know the truth;; nothing lasts forever.

you shed your tears from your cold eyes and i know i did you wrong.

but i can't feel sorry if i don't have a conscience.

the cruel society took my heart away from me.

making your world fall down around you.

and i'm sorry you weren't strong enough to support your collapsing life.

don't tell me your ok.

i know that you're slowly dying.

and i couldn't care less if you just dissappeared.

immortality is just a plea to keep people from being happy unalive.

i wish i could see your happiness.

but i think the clouds have sheltered your sunlight.

your eyes no longer sparkle.

your skin is gray and made of stone.

i remember when you promised to never let them take you alive.

where did that promise go?

i'm sitting alone in your bedroom.

singing the songs i use to hate.

dedicating them to your nonexistant voice and wishing i could erase you.

your window is cracked slighty to let the breeze in.

you're not alone in your deathly torment.

i know that you're alive somewhere.

just because you're not alive doesn't mean you're dead.

give me a sign and save me from my longing.

my breath mixes with your tears.

i know you've lost your hope and i'm here to save you.

to save you from yourself and mend up your broken wings.

but darling, your no angel.

and i'm not one to accuse.

i've got the face of an angel, but the heart of a traitor.

you've got the voice of a god and the personality of a plastic bag.

i need to know you're alive.

so i can stab this knife through your heart.

pull it out and watch you shudder until you're truly dead.

for the first time i feel like i should be with you.

withering away as my tears turn to blood.

you did this to me.

and i know i'll never get over your smile.

it made the rain feel like sunshine.

scorching the skin i wish was fake.

fake so i could hide behind it and never feel mortal again.

i hate living everyday as if i may not live the next.

walking around as if the faintest bang could be a gun pointed in my direction.

firing and spilling blood from my already lifeless body.

as if i was already dead.

and in some ways, i suppose i am.

i can't see you, but i know what you're doing.

laughing at my ungraceful deterioration.

it's all for you.

i'm putting on a show to amuse your ghostly image.

i can't cry you out of my eyes.

i can't scream you out of my head.

your here to tease and torment me until i destroy myself.

i know how you work.

i won't let you take me alive.

i'll fight for every breath until you drag me to my grave.

but i'm not going in it.

Don't treat me like your enemy; i tried to save your life.

i tried to make you feel ok.

but a few words can't take up for a lifetime of pain and hate.

regret and sadness radiate off of you.

i know you've been hurt.

i know it's my fault.

i refuse to apologize.

catch me if you can.

i'm on my way to say goodbye.

i'll throw roses on your grave and beg you not to cry.

the rain falls down around me.

you dissappear from my side.

and i can't help but suddenly feel like i'm alright.

i walk home in this sadness;;

tomorrows a new day.

maybe the sun will never rise again.

and the rain will always wash my pain away...