Inner thoughts...

by Bittersweet Sundown   Oct 22, 2006


Your blood is my tears running down my face.
You're screaming in the night,
Dying in your dreams.
Your death is near to come,
Falling in your past memories,
Dying inside yourself.
Your body lays alone,
Waiting to wake up for I am just a voice,
But I'll tell you this,
It's just the beginning...

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