Die on its own

by ZenZi   Feb 15, 2006


To be used just keep giving me your poison abuse the only mastered skill you've symbolized your own through the dark filled empty night the haunting sound of your voice is what makes me sick of this house jaded and torn can anyone hear my soul plead echo all of what my heart cannot say for the blood of pain has sinked its way in deeply bitter sorrow fills my now glassed eyes I don't know how to let go...I'm fading away the last reason I have left is for me to just let this body of mine die on its own...

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