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what ever i do
is it mistake to you?
i could feel you judge me
inside of me
only darkness
you can see
can't i be left alone
leave me here to die
in suffer,and sweet pain
i'm waiting for my end
it doesn't matter
nobody would cry
it will be relief
to this wourld
without my dark soul
i could allready feel
death is comeing this way
it's comeing to take me home
where i realy belong
i could see end
under some tree
where human leg
did never step
dieing in pain
long,all day
with blood everywhere
i will become
part of that forest
food for animals
part of ear you breath
you will know
when end comes for me
it will be
when all flowers
for that day
turn to red
from my blood
and clowds
would be black
the darkness would come
nobody could stop
river of my blood....
Post je objavljen 15.06.2006. u 10:30 sati.