The Knife
Here I sit , alone on the beach
There is the knife, just out of reach
A tear rolls down my face The rain starts to fall
I am filled with disgrace No one answers my call
The tide rushes in, pushing the knife
Closer to me, thus farther from life
look how far I have fell
To flee from this hell
And I wonder this day
If I was heard when I say
.....Goodbye!
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