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I Watch the Stars
Life spits in my face, I laugh back. Such a disgrace, yet I'm the one on attack. Will I ever be free, will my heart stop dying? Now I can see, all this beautiful lying. Sorrow swallows, life eats my mind whole. Your the on that follows, I gave you my soul. Misery counts the days, pain appaulds. This hell stays, as I see through frauds. Wiping away your tears, I live for you. Holding onto all those years, to make our dream come true. I am dancing on by, through this life. Yet I still don't die, with the cut of my knife. Can't believe what I see, tear my eyes out! They are killing me, nothing new about. Can't they let me be free, another false hope, no doubt. I watch the stars, fall from the sky. You kiss my scars, pleading me not to die. I I have been betrayed, sorrow was no friend. This game has been played, I prepare for the end. My vision frayed, my bones twist, break, and bend. Where is my angel, I found her again. You make the blade feel dull, nothing could touch us then. Sorrow and misery will soon stop, as the knife begins to drop. Once your in my arms, life cannot hurt me with it's charms.
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