i make you know as the one
that i must save/ but along
i must be. why did you have to
spilt your wrist
you say to take the pain, but
your really only causing more
bain. i don't understand you
anymore.
but you don't understand me
on the otherside of the blade
please don't be such the blame.
its a shame ro see you hurt
i want to help, but you must
be the one to except the cure
look in the mirror, i know it
hurts but look.
you say the blade takes the
pain away but the pain has just
begun. don't be such a
glame
let the pain pour out upon
the world. i promise it will
be better. but only if you let
time heal it
your blinded my mace
of place. i hate rhyming
but that is the only way
to get your eye
you don't understand the meaning
of life because your watching
the pain and given it power to
be you.
look into my eyes because
the river of tears won't
stop until you place yourself
is peace
i can't be there to stop you
all the time. but this once
your life is spared. the time
im not there
i hope to God he is there to
stop your pain. please stop
spilting your wrist because i
know you
your pain gleans over
the human clay, and
you don't understand my
game
once you end your life, my
music stops, and i can't go
on without you. but your
choice
you chose to let the music
stop, or to make it go louder
i hope you make a decision to
live for.
Good-bye my sweet friend
Spiritsof the Dead
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