Suicide
becoming blind,
I'll keep my love for you
inside my mind
So long I'm petrified,
I tried to flee
To flee of dangerous...
I must be free!
But now I know that me
me going mad,
I fell my touch for you,
It's not so bad
Today I promise you,
I will be real,
I'll sell my soul for you,
It's not appeal!
I'VE CROSSED THE LINE!
I WANT TO DIE!
IT'S NOT SUICIDE!
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