As the blood falls from my wrists I remember All the things that I've done. All my memories are shown from birth till now Even those that were long suppressed. What I see is my world burning And crumbling to the ground Fading before my very eyes. My actions have forced Those close to me away I didn't even have the chance to say 'I'm sorry.' The feeling of being alone And knowing that no one Gives a damn about you. Under the starry heavens I wonder why We haven't fallen. In the end Darkness will consume all None shall escape this fate. As the blood drips from my wrists
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