He Slit His Wrists
He Said Goodbye
Now Its Her Time To Turn Around And Die
She Looked At The Knife In Her Hands
The Same One He Had Used
And She Wondered How Something So Useful Cause So Much Pain
She Tried Her Hardest To Go Back
And Pretend This Never Happened
She'd Done It Many Time Before
But He Was Gone
And Everything Was Wrong
She Thought It Whould Be Simple
She Thought No One Would Care
One Cut Here
One Cut There
Then She'll See The Big Bright Light
And Be Forever In His Arms
She Made The Cut
Deep On Her Wrist
Then On The Other
But It Wasn't One Cut Here
One Cut There
The Pain Was Shearing
The Light Wasn't Bright
And She Wasn't In His Arms
Her Soul Was Lost
As Was His
And With Every Drop Of Blood The Light Got Darker
Until Everything Was Black...
 
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