Death Be Proud
Death be proud
Look at a the pain you a have
Caused
Look at all the brusis you have left
For now I am nothing but a
Changed girl
Death be proud
For you have taken that one
And only soul in me and now
Am nothing than a being breathing
The cold air you left
Death be proud for the old me has
Left the ashy buildings of life
And entered the windy streets
Of the world and left love behind
As much as I would love to
Stop time just for me to breath
And find the lost me but I just don't have the black magic to do that
Am now searching for those words
Those words which can heal my
Pain, touch my sorrows and most
Of all bring back the true me
Death be proud for they can't feel
My Pain
Death be proud for you have fulfilled
Your purpose in this world
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