The Reapers Cold Kiss

June 8, 2012
I think of myself, and hate what I see,
A ruined figure, I paid my fee,
My life is no longer, I simply exist,
I am dead, without those I have missed,
I can't let them go, they are what remains,
They keep me alive, when I feel my pains,
My emotions are close to deviod,
I wich I could end, sink into the void,
I have no point, and no reason,
I'm as desolate as the winter season,
I can only carry on for so much longer,
Before I need something to make me stronger,
I'm ready to let myself go into the abyss,
Accept one last gift, the reapers cold kiss.

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