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Take this knife in my hand
Stab me with it as hard as you can
Wait till all the blood drips down
Then watch the droplets hit the ground
Take this note and say what it said
Theres no point of living
When on the inside youre dead.
Stab me with it as hard as you can
Wait till all the blood drips down
Then watch the droplets hit the ground
Take this note and say what it said
Theres no point of living
When on the inside youre dead.
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You were gone before we got that far.
All I know is now I really need you,
Yet when I look for you, you aren't there.
You said once that you never would forget me,
Yet how am I to know without you here?
Such emptiness! Like what I feel within me:
Neither flesh nor tears, just cold thin air.
Sometimes, alone, I feel your arms around me,
And all my need for you spills out in pain.
Jagged memories of you surround me.
I cannot think I won't see you again
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How could he forget so fast?
Does he still feel love for me?
How could such sweet love not last?
I've learned I can't believe my eyes
Nor trust the instincts of my heart.
I look upon a sea of lies
Too wide to cross, too deep to chart.
And yet I am condemned to sail
Upon that sea awash in pain.
Love hides its truth behind a veil
That none may know they love in vain.
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She's never just a friend who is a girl.
She doesn't wear a nameplate or a flower.
You never can be certain that she's there.
You're going to have to jump right off a building
And probably break your ego and your neck.
Nine times out of ten you'll wish you'd vanished,
But one time out of ten--why, there she'll be!
A girlfriend isn't something you acquire.
A girlfriend is a person, not a thing.
And if you leap and land next to the right one,
She'll burn her image right into your heart.
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I went over the moon.
My heart sang its glory,
The stars sang in tune.
As when with a word
God brought forth light,
So with these words
You ended my night.
So with these words
You made something new:
A bond of devotion
Between me and you.
How powerful words
To shape who we are!
We ponder in silence;
Our words cross a bar.
Your words crossed a threshold
And entered the past,
Yet they have created
A world that will last.
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