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written by: azceltic

Stop this pain in my soul

My heart crys out to you

But you keep walking on

I open my mouth to scream

But no sound comes

Falling down, I lie

Abandoned by all I care for

Left to suffer cold and wet

Sheading the pure blood from my vains,

Oh, what cased such an angelic creature

To spell such rich blood,

Now I lie dieing in a pool of my blood

My misery of my pain slowly

Kills me as you laugh at me

The last breath escapes my lips

And the last tear falls down my face

Now will you cry for me?


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