The colour of black taints my soul
And the colour of red stains my shirt
As the sharpened knife pierces my skin
I recieve all I deserve
I trace the knife across a vein
The crimson liquid shows the pain
As the world spins
I realize all my sins
When the world to my eyes turns black
I can only wish to go back
To the days before all the crying
But now I lie here, solomnly dying
Fake A Smile
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