Rise, by Pyro-Knyght{J}
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its like every time i see that sun rise
i can smell the burning from inside me
the rays go deeper then just the skin
they spread the light on things i cant see
every day passes by much like the last
wakeing up with suffering and pain
it seems to last until i fall asleep
then in my dreams i cry and wake once again
at a confuseing point in time now
my life is about to take its true path
im scared to do it alone and now i am
no more suffering after this no more waking up drenched in
tears and sweat no more wondering when everything will end
no more me waiting to hear the bad news... |
Posted: 2006-01-27 08:56:07 UTC |
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