Alive Yet Dead

by Illusion   Sep 30, 2005


Alive yet dead
the blood still seems to shed
although she cannot feel the pain
it beats down on others as acid rain
alive yet dead
thoughts of suicide trickle through her head
digging her own grave
living as a slave
alive yet dead
she lies in her bed
stares at the ceiling
as she looses all feeling
alive yet dead
surrounded in red
kissing her tears goodbye
she finally begins to die

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