No More Dark Days


She can't fight, she's too tired
She grabs the knife, she wants to die
She skits her wrist and screams goodbye

The blackness is broken by the Crimson red
In less than a minute, she'll be dead
The pain is gone, her body numb, everybody
Will know what she has done

She stares awake, as her eyes go blank
She is free from her pain
No more screams , no more dark days

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