If my arm bleeds,
Then will you notice me?
Will I have to wait on more day
For you to turn to me and say
Those three words I long to hear
You to whisper in my ear.

Whisper softly,
Whisper slow...
Whisper, whisper...
And suddenly down the spiral I go.

The spiral leads to my death.
Pretty soon you'll lay me to rest.
Layed to rest in the cold ground.
Layed to rest while everyone looks around...

And wonders why.

 
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