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by Shyanne Sep 17, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The water on your cheeks could not fill my eyes the broken heart could never resolve the lies the cuts on my wrist and the blood on the floor made it even harder behind a closed door your love feel apart as my eyes went crystal clear as under your light there set a note written upon your mirror the cuts just got deeper the more u came to me in a dream as i cut for death as my whisper was your silent scream