If you can't see me in my dark
You don't have a right to be
In front of my eyes in my
Light,
If you can't help me in my
Bad times, you don't have a
Right to follow me in my
Good times,
If you can't make me feel
Better in my worse times
You don't need to praise
Me in my best Times,
If you can't walk in when I
Need you in my troubles
You don't need to be here in
The time I don't need you
Sigh, yet
You have done what you don't need
To do, just because you don't
Care about those who are
Weeping blood each day
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A fragile Soul is dieing slowly
Mystery / ThrillerMy fragile, pondering soul The misfit one, The not enough one, The one without wings, The one who is sick, Dieing each day in my thoughts Dieing in the minds of people Dieing so slowly when think of you Bitter death is when you're no more for thos...
