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by DeathXAngel Feb 15, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I cry red tears That form bloody pools on the ground They are not from sadness or fears But of the misery I've found. I cry and cry until i can't anymore Will death be near? Will happiness ever knock at my door? Does anyone care? I cried normal tears I don't know how Those were then these are now These tears are different these tears are red Will it ever stop? Will it be when I'm dead? I cry red tears They form bloody pools at my feet They are not from sadness or fears But of the misery I've found And forever will keep.