I'm getting my welcomed collapse.
I'm over, I'm done.
I have to try to remember that
The blood will always wash away,
The blood will always fade away.
The way it was, or better, will return.
Hope is always the answer in difficult times.
The blood will always wash away,
The blood will always fade away.
Leaving me scarred and alone.
This has to be normal.
One day it will be so much better.
One day it will be so clean.
The blood will always wash away,
The blood will always fade away.
Leaving... me.
I know I will live.
And I will be okay.
My blood is washing away.
My blood is fading away.
I am alive. I am alive...
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It's just.. life.
Written January 2nd, 2004
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Wow, that describes me and that is amazing aswell. We are very kindred, and I hope that you get through whatever it is your facing. Atleast one of us will get through.
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