I am here yet not really living There in the mirror i see death overtaking me It is so slowly taunting me with days to come It lets me have some pleasurable moments Only to fill the next with the undying need to be dead It wakes me with beautiful sun filled days And puts me to sleep with the light of the moon It doesn't take away my ability to love another but it lets me see my future all to well It drowns me in pain and sorrow Only to lift me up with love and hope But in the mirror I see his face so clear And he lets me know the end is closeBirth sign: Taurus
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