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Numb and alone,
cold to the bone.
Here i lie,
ready to die.
I can not speak,
i can not move,
I am weak,
This feeling is not new.
Please save me,
can you see,
you are everything to me?
I'm never to be free.
I want to die,
I will not lie,
I will always cry,
This pain makes me high.
please help me...
cold to the bone.
Here i lie,
ready to die.
I can not speak,
i can not move,
I am weak,
This feeling is not new.
Please save me,
can you see,
you are everything to me?
I'm never to be free.
I want to die,
I will not lie,
I will always cry,
This pain makes me high.
please help me...
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