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May 2012
The day is cold
In this my hour of need
I want to curl up in my heart
And let the pain wash over me

I got no sleep last night
Feeling the bleeding of my heart
Let the darkness fill my sight
Let me fall apart

Maybe now the pain will stop
Maybe that is what I need.
If the cold knife is all it takes,
Then I don't know what's stopping me.

Just let me sleep forever
And let the darkness win.
No one would miss me anyway
They'd be happy once again.
Samantha Mayfield
Written by
Samantha Mayfield  Omaha
(Omaha)   
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