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The moonlight shines high above the trees
Feeling the gentle swaying breeze
By myself, I’m sitting here
The memories are so clear
Of love I never could reveal
And the love I could still feel

Sadness cuts my heart so deep
By myself in disbelief with misery and grief
My eyes were filled with tears
As our love disappears
Took for granted that you’d be there
And you’re tender loving care

I was only 16
What a life it could’ve been
I thought I had found everlasting love and devotion
But it has left me in different shades of emotions
I’m crying aloud these tears
For my screams, no one hears

I drag the blade across my wrist
For I know, nothing will be missed
I stand silently watching as I see
Blood running from the wounds
My innocent wrist now scarred
And I suddenly hit the floor hard

The pain now easing softly
With my razor blade still in hand
I know I’ll be happy
For my death went just as planned...
two red roses sitting on my coffin, the wind blows, leaving only one
the world I know disappears...like the setting sun