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Rivers of Blood

I look at you now,
Wanting to cry,
But you are worth more than my tears.

You saved my life,
And you made me feel free,
Because of that now,
I feel dead.

Your face is pale cold,
And your shirt is drenched in blood,
All I can do is stare,
At the scene.

Looking at the Rivers or Blood,
Feeling its all my fault,
Because you loved me,
All the way to death.

It had only been a year,
For us to be together,
Why no more time,
I always ask myself.

One step and one more,
With each one you presence disappears,
Every time I think of you,
I die inside.

Living life alone
But trust me, not for long,
I WILL be with you soon,

Taking the poison,
Into my mouth,
With a single tear,
On my cheek.

I'll see you soon,
So don't you fright,
This little town girl,
Loves you.

Slowly sleeping,
Never to wake up,
I think of only you,

The tunnel I'm in,
Has a light at the end,
But not nearly as bright,
As your smile.

My final breath I take,
Is not one in vein,
It is one in Eternal Victory.

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