Sometimes I just want to bleed
To know that I'm alive,
To know that blood still runs through my veins
Though you're not by my side
'Cause every day without you here is slowly killing me
And when i cannot see you
Death is what I see.
I hear the grave whispering,
whispering my name
Calling me to join him
Mourning for my pain
And as he tries to comfort me I feel his bitter touch
Then i am reminded, I miss your warmth so much.
Posted at 04:30 pm by ena_4evRuntied
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