A small hole inside my heart Bleeding from above Crying tears which cannot change My suicidal love A sun drops behind me Feelings settle down Smiles are such foreign things Native be thy frown And words which pierce a soul Waiting for a chance Aim and load their guns Slowly shift their stance And crawl their life with aims to kill Screaming out at me I wish my suicidal love Could get happy
Reason for writing:
WEll, after lovely social situations..or anti-situations,
i came up with my own mental/physical illness. Suicidal
Love. This is my second theme song for my disease..woohoo!
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