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Yesterday i saw how it had to be...
There was no un-doing what had been done to me..
If i left in the morning would they still remember me?
Drowning in my sorrows chokeing on my blood..
Wishing yesterday was today..
Do you know what it feels like to be on your own?
Do you know what it feels like to be all alone?
Memories of life are over seen by wishes for death...
Sweet smell of blood is on the breath..if you close you eyes
you will see...
The wish that i wish for me..
Drowning in my sorrows choking on my blood...
By Layla
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