Just make me feel a little undead
wake me with your presence
unnoticed tears I always shed
my heart is weak i believe its dead
A little pain I caused myself
Just so I know that i'm not yet dead
But being alone with no one's help
my life more like has long gone ended
I touched my skin with undoubtful scars
i watched it there not gone yet hidden
these are what i called my lifeline marks
These are all my burden that's yet unspoken
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