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by WintersAngel Apr 20, 2013 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Death calls to me Sings in my blood Tears come falling down Bring out the flood Breath has grown weak Air burns my lungs Music ringing in my ears The sad song of a guitar strung Rose petals fall to the ground The flower soon withers away Much like my heart It couldn't handle abuse everyday