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by Libbeeeee Oct 9, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The clouds are swirling black, The wind is blowing It's getting colder, Nowhere to hide, My eyes are filled With pain and hate You're slap stings Still embedded in my nerves My ankles are swollen From running so far Yet, I can still feel your Eyes upon me Your complaints still ringing Those words cut deep And they'll scar over I'll remember them forever A rage of terror And hate from within Comes screaming out With hopes of murder I'm going to come While you're asleep And finally no longer Will I hear your voice