I wish I was dead and cold
I wish I was dead and cold
People tell me I shouldn't think that way
But then they go behind my back and question if I'm sane
What do you expect from me
No one seems to believe
So I wish I was dead and cold
I wish I was dead and cold
Dead. And. Cold...
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Waving Through A Window
Poesía**While these poems reference suicide and self harm, they are in no way meant to promote it!! Read at your risk** When I look outside my window I don't get no peace of mind... Sequel: "Fading From Your Mind"
