The blade glistens as it careens toward my ever beating heart..The blood from running from the wounds of my heart caused by a weapon sharper than any blade ..The sweet feeling of precious death as i wipe myself from the face of this plain. To bother no more, to no longer be a bane, to let people love who they truly love. For I shall no longer be here to stand in thier way...Goodbye, but one more thing before I drift off into dark oblivion. Have your precious love for when the time comes and time parts you from one another....I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL!
Aria of sorrow, a sad nocturne, a song of betrayal, a tune of deception. You never loved me, you never thought of me as a friend. You avoid me..but, i still wish you the best...you lied to me, you say you'll always be there but, in your heart you hate me..