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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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