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Author: Darkest Angels
Fiction Rated: M - English - Angst/Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-17-05 - Updated: 05-17-05 - id:1915422

Alone (To Late)

I’m very alone
Though people are here
They think I’m fine
They can’t see this tear

You’re always here
That’s what you say
They why aren’t you here
For my suicide today

Whenever you want to talk
Just give me a call
It’s all fuckin lies
It’s your lies that make me fall

So don’t tell me you’re here
Whenever I need you
I won’t listen to anyone
Anyone including you too

Swallow your pills
Drink cyanide
Dam up the tears
Before they form a tide

An invisible tide
No one can see
But I caused that
I made people leave me be

Now that I’m gone
You admit that you cared
About me and my life
About the pain that I bared

But to tell you the truth
It’s too fuckin late
I’m done, my lives over
It was always my fate



© Copyright 2005 Darkest Angels (FictionPress ID:438702).


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