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To hear the breath of those you love
Slip away softly as you cradle them.
To witness their eyes close
And to know that it's the last time they will see you
To feel the weak heartbeat slow
as the last breath is took
To speak to them softly
knowing it's the last time you will ever get the chance.
To see the colour drain from their face
as death takes it's grip.
To watch someone die.
Slip away softly as you cradle them.
To witness their eyes close
And to know that it's the last time they will see you
To feel the weak heartbeat slow
as the last breath is took
To speak to them softly
knowing it's the last time you will ever get the chance.
To see the colour drain from their face
as death takes it's grip.
To watch someone die.
Literature
Lonley
I feel lonley,
Alone and hopless.
No one is around,
No one is here.
I feel cold,
Out of place,
Aloof to the world.
I feel that no one cares,
Maby i should go,
Maby i shoule leave myself,
Alone in the dark,
With no one around.
With spiders and insects,
Learching about.
With nothing but the moonlight,
Shinning through the tiny window.
With this feeling of lonleyness,
All around..
~*~Kristen~*~
Literature
Goodbye
I've got an empty bottle for every day you didn't seem to care
And I've got 2 more for every day you were wishing I was there
What good is a message in a bottle that doesn't seem to float
Will I still be waiting for you when someday calls tomorrow home?
The storm lies in an empty sky and the sun lies in eclipse
And silently the world watches the calm apocalypse
Now I'm standing in the cold rain as it washes you away
Hoping I'm immortal because forever ends today
I know the worst is yet to come, and I know I'll have to fight
I know sometimes it's just time to say a long goodbye
But it's high time I found another way, it's high time I
Literature
ALONE
No one can see the pain that we hide,
They're happy for us to keep it inside,
Our fear is our own; they don't want to know,
Why sould we involve them; why should it show.
You live your whole life in confusion and fear,
The need to feel something unbearably near,
Half of you living, Half of you gone,
And inside you know what your doing is wrong.
The thing's that can help, the thing's that may heal,
Are the flame or the blade and the sting of the steel,
The destruction of skin means the death of your soul,
But there's nowhere to run when your living alone.
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did you ever atcually see someone die? jw