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by Aure Mar 29, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I count the drops of blood on the pieces glass on the floor my eyes reflecting on the dagger how I once was, but now brokenI went so far away traveled to the portal the portal of death to see it was still closedand I cried, screamed it out when I came all the way back to awake in the same damned pain I was running away forIn my mind I see you you picked me up held me in your arms hoping that I won't try againAnd I know that once the portal will open and will let me trough till then I'll tryI'll stay here for a while how long, we'll see but once I'll go I won't breath againJust promise me you won't cry when I say goodbye on the day I die know that this is what I've chosen for