Dying Heart
Stabbed in the heart, I’m starting to bleed
I’m becoming cold as the touch of death
Yet I don’t want to say goodbye
Painful word, insane cry, sweet goodbye
Pain pounds on me as I bleed
Thumping me until I reach death
Life is being drained by the angel of death
Forcing me to say goodbye
Suffering the more I bleed
Yet even as I bleed to death I refuse to tell you goodbye
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