escape
escaping my vanes
my blood spoils
coloring the wall
I draw my last painting
I feel my life flowing
right out of my body
no more pain I have to bare
no more fear I have to fear
why have I lived?
what lies have I been told
what a sick game my life was
nothing more but pain
pain of loss
pain of fear
pain of love....
escape from hate. 04-20-2002
my blood spoils
coloring the wall
I draw my last painting
I feel my life flowing
right out of my body
no more pain I have to bare
no more fear I have to fear
why have I lived?
what lies have I been told
what a sick game my life was
nothing more but pain
pain of loss
pain of fear
pain of love....
escape from hate. 04-20-2002
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 augustus 2002 | ||
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