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Softly, softly,
I begin to weep.
Gently, gently,
I wake from this deep sleep.
Cold and lonely
I am still alive,
barely still alive.
I see you sobbing
down upon your knees,
your death has not killed me.
Full of hate and tears
you kneel before me;
still I am weak,
so very weak…
I begin to weep.
Gently, gently,
I wake from this deep sleep.
Cold and lonely
I am still alive,
barely still alive.
I see you sobbing
down upon your knees,
your death has not killed me.
Full of hate and tears
you kneel before me;
still I am weak,
so very weak…
ok, i wrote this when i was bored in advanced algebra class in junior year... it's only a rambling, nothing special.
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