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by Resplendant Rose Aug 10, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Tear trails evident on my face I tried to talk to God last night He didn't answer back, He didn't say a word As I sat grasping my knife so tight I asked Him for a reason to live Some reason to keep holding on But the only reply was my own breath So then like that I was gone And when you pray to God tonight Don't yell at Him for what he didn't do Rather place the blame on yourself Because my God was you