one 8 seven

Apr 23, 2005 03:46


"It's so nice sitting very still,
in a room where no one else can feel
the pain that breaks my heart each day, I'm not ok.
Sunlight shining through my window,
let's me know that I'm still alive
Why did I ever let you inside my heart? I'm such a fool.
Paint my face in shades of blood and grey
and take the seat right next to me
But I should've known that you were a killer. But now I'm dead.

A gaping hole, shot through my heart
A lost connection from your poison dart
Shot from your tongue to end my life.
But if you're blowing at the fire to light your strife.

You'll never know. You'll never know.
The hardest thing about dying is, knowing you'll never see the light of day."

senses fail - one eight seven.
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