I am alone
I am falling
in the breeze
I am choking
with no ease
I am whispering
in your arms
I am holding
your poor heart
I will grieve
until I bleed
which wont be long
for I hear the knifes
sweet song
You left me all alone
in a world with nothing to hold
your spirits gone
and time will bring only suffering
Will the drugs give me ease
or will the pain never cease
I remember playing
with friends
who were never sane
black and white was the game
it was always the same
guns and death,
never peace and health,
but you were always with
peace and sane
But know your gone
and I'm alone
with a game I never wanted to play
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