The cold wind blows...
Nothing's left...
Nothing shows....
My face is blank...
I Just go with the flow
Deep down she has a small heart
It has a face...It frowns...
I'm filled with hatred and pain...
Not the simple pain...
The unberable pain...
I sit alone in the rain...
Hoping one day it would all change.
If i die....Would it be for the best...?
Laying in my wooden casket...
In an uneternal rest...
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