sailing alone, down that road.
sailing alone down no ends. sailing
without notice, without you, and mostly
with coldness.
when i went down there, i knew something
was wrong. there has to be when, your like
this. i was scared to say something to you
in fear of nothing.
i dont know why there's blood in the water,
but i know its from my own wrists. it hurts
i know, but its the bloody truth. please dont
hate me.
i know you dont mean to, but i know its there.
please talk to me, i know you want to. i know
its hard, but please just say one word to
me.
Spiritsof the Dead
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