knife me to life©
To do the deed
my weapon of choice,
with the kindness i need
to hear my voice.
Trying to find a way
out of this life,
to end the suffering everyday
it's at the end of a knife.
A knife going thru my heart
the damage be undone,
it'd be back together not torn apart
for i'd be with the only one.
The only one that can heal my pain
and let me start anew,
i only have the strength....
to whisper your name
faron:my life begins and ends with you!
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