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it hurts inside, my heart dying.
i wish to run, but to where can i.
i am stuck in the web
somthing wishes to wed the black widow at mid-night.
its all the things in the world that i see,
the murder killing the child.
the man killing the brother.
why won't i ever stop.
will we continue this till blood needs to be mopped across the world.
Why do i care
why do i dare make a differnece
becoming a freak
becoming what they call weak
untouched and sadness rolling around me.
Pain like stabbing knives
ravens just trying to claw at my eyes.
pain creeping into my side at night.
my dreams turn to helpless plights.
why oh why is there no one that can truely hold my hand and comfort me.
what will it take
when will it stop
why do i even try
do i deserve to die.
so if i do why won't i
can i even die...
why oh god why did you leave me here alone.
breaking the monument that only thing i could do for her.
My mother dead, my father gone.
never again will the light of day touch my face.
death incarnate has its own taste and ring.
i wish to run, but to where can i.
i am stuck in the web
somthing wishes to wed the black widow at mid-night.
its all the things in the world that i see,
the murder killing the child.
the man killing the brother.
why won't i ever stop.
will we continue this till blood needs to be mopped across the world.
Why do i care
why do i dare make a differnece
becoming a freak
becoming what they call weak
untouched and sadness rolling around me.
Pain like stabbing knives
ravens just trying to claw at my eyes.
pain creeping into my side at night.
my dreams turn to helpless plights.
why oh why is there no one that can truely hold my hand and comfort me.
what will it take
when will it stop
why do i even try
do i deserve to die.
so if i do why won't i
can i even die...
why oh god why did you leave me here alone.
breaking the monument that only thing i could do for her.
My mother dead, my father gone.
never again will the light of day touch my face.
death incarnate has its own taste and ring.