Black is my soul,
Red is my blood,
Pain fills my life,
As it's ending my life,
I do not seek to live longer,
Life is not meant for all people,
And is just too cruel to bare,
All things I'd be leaving behind,
Are none of which I favor,
Nothing can stop this,
It is too late,
I am at an end,
Black as my soul,
Red as my blood,
Ending as my life
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I'm nothingness inside. Forgotten in the wind. Cried to peices. You don't know. I don't see me. For I am gone. . .