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Desperation
(January 9, 2003)
Desperation
That's all one could feel here.
Hope
That's just a memory
Love
That's all that holds us together
Hate
That's what is killing us slowly.
I feel cold inside
No longer feeling any emotion
All that I loved is gone
To only become a legend.
Hope no longer is enough to help me survive.
I need his arms around me
But he is nowhere nearby
He stands in a far off room
Trapped by his own
He'll never know
I failed my own existence
I can't hold on
Does Death hold the peace?
Or have I been told lies for years
Let my blood spill
For it means nothing to me
I shall never allow my lips
To betray those I love and loved
So as my life slowly drips away
I know that I remained true
And that is all that matters
Right?