I've heard of darkened lives
I've heard or memories past
Why should i care for them?
It is only because i'm dead
Why is it that i cry at night?
It is because i am afraid of light
Short words are my friends
Long ones make me remember those days
Horror invades me when i recall
My eyes see but they stay wide shut
One day i felt love but now i'm alone
I wanna breathe but i suffocate
I wanna pray but i can't find god
I wanna stay but i gotta go.

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