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Desperate try

I saw the coffin,
Waiting for me,
It was wide-open and offered a good and long sleep,
Eternal sleep,
I saw those stabs upon my arms,
Bleeding, screaming,
Waiting for mr. Death to make his visit,
I saw it all in my dreams,
So after much thinking and crying,
The decision was taken,
One day,
Any day,
I'll take the hand that's been given to me,
That offers help and protection when needed,
And let myself be pulled out of this creepy, harsh world,
In a desperate try to feel like a whole person,
Feel lucky and truly happy.




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Publicerad 2008-08-15 18:59



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