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Our Burnden is Only Mine

Wish i had no power, i would love to be weak,
i could have done this long time ago and now i would be free,
its hard when i dont know the truth,
every shade of this dream is haunting me every minute and i am still strong.

What does it mean, when this will end,
my prose still has a lot to be written but my hands are not enough,
all the pearls in your blood and the diamonds in your eyes,
tell me how it ends only you can make me free.

Wish i was not here, nothing would have happened,
though i cant regret any moment finally i feel how does it hurt,
every knife glosses my eyes but i cant make it through but why.

Is there something to it, something i didnt believe or something to do
instead of giving up, maybe just definately decide i m lost in my heart
tear it out from me.

I prepared my coffin she was so beautiful,
i wanted to sleep but you turn the card over,
then i saw that my burden was mutual,
now we can lay in together and sleep, sleep forever.
Written by MarekMonster (The Night Hunter)
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