Alone I am again,
Feeling only the bitter bite of despair,
I fall to the cold once more,
To feel is to bleed to,
To bleed is to die,
To die would be to have freedom,
Suicide is a road that temps,
It is a road I fear to travel,
I look to the shadows for guidance,
But find only there judgment,
The last breath is the last pain I feel,
For only then will I see what true love is,
Only then will I see life for what it truly is,
Until the day I take the leap,
I will forever be a shell pleading for silent death.
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