I don't wanna see

by Syahril   May 19, 2007


Tear me to death,
It never settle in love and health,
carving my own coffin from my own bones and brain,
all that comfort in me is making my blood drain,
A minor blood bath is enough to keep me from faint,
Oh dear soul, oh dear sorrow, oh dear misery,
I beg you now and ever,
give me a full-time rest and save me,
stab me, hang me, kill me,
stop me from seeing things I don't wanna see.

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