fredag 31 januari 2014

Let the lit light die,
Screaming for mercy where there is none.
Like a plague spreading though my body,
You can't really escape yourself, can you?

Tears won't help you dear,
You are stuck.
With pictures of death dancing on your grave.
Why can't you accept his laughter?
Because he have missed you for quite the time.

You don't wanna die?
I am sorry darling,
But you don't have a choice,
We are all mad here.
And you are no different.

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