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My arms tied foreward
My mind pushed back
When i dont see white
Its only black
The color of death
The esence of fear
It whispers threats
And fills my ear
The pain of love
The sorrow of dispise
It reaches out it hand
Then takes my eyes
In the end
Its only we
But you leave
Leave only me
My mind pushed back
When i dont see white
Its only black
The color of death
The esence of fear
It whispers threats
And fills my ear
The pain of love
The sorrow of dispise
It reaches out it hand
Then takes my eyes
In the end
Its only we
But you leave
Leave only me
Published 16th Apr 2013
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