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by stephalee Aug 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
As I lie there it taunts me Calling out my name In the end I know it will never be the same It made me sin It made me lie In the end it will make me die It laughs at me As tears bleed down my face Crying out I've lost all grace It draws the pretty pictures on my wrist Picture that make me scream I watch it like it’s a dream I'm slipping fast Lost touch of reality Left in a world of ecstasy I see my self on the floor Cold and dead I’m no more