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by Kimi Oct 18, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Burn my flesh to ash Slice my wrist and bleed Desires of death increase Cease this disgusting need Sitting here doing nothing Unmoving staring at the wall I look alive, I am dead I feel like Ive begun to fall Black crows pecking at the corpse Eyes forever open, but never seeing Scent of ones untimely death Never truly leaving.