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Crimson Tears
Here I sit,
apon a broken window
Awaiting my time,
my final breath
I cannot depend on hope to save me
I can only
Await
Depend
Forsaken
My Death
My death is the only thing that keeps my heart pounding
Beating
Pulsing
I can feel it in my veins
Time,
is
passing me by
My life is slowly,
spiriling down
Like stairs you can never climb up
Now I,
Jump
I
Fall
I
Break
and shatter
I bleed,
out what was left of my sanity
I close my eye,
and take a deep cold breath
Knowing,
this is my time to say good-bye
Crimson tears roll down my face
I don't cry out of sadness,
not out of pain
I cry for knowing that I have tried
apon a broken window
Awaiting my time,
my final breath
I cannot depend on hope to save me
I can only
Await
Depend
Forsaken
My Death
My death is the only thing that keeps my heart pounding
Beating
Pulsing
I can feel it in my veins
Time,
is
passing me by
My life is slowly,
spiriling down
Like stairs you can never climb up
Now I,
Jump
I
Fall
I
Break
and shatter
I bleed,
out what was left of my sanity
I close my eye,
and take a deep cold breath
Knowing,
this is my time to say good-bye
Crimson tears roll down my face
I don't cry out of sadness,
not out of pain
I cry for knowing that I have tried
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