T H E K N I G H T

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Put down that blade
Blood is oozing from the cut you made
Tears, screaming pain
Endless like unexpected rain

They don't understand everything
They don't even know why you are crying
No one but the man in the moon
Death, when shall you come? Make it soon

Keeping the pain inside
Whether to kill yourself its hard to decide
Because you're afraid to miss life's surprise
Confuse, tell what decision is wise

Silently waiting for the rescue
Same as waiting for something new
Feel the pain, let it hurt you more
Till you become a knight in your own war

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