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Silence
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2006 One day I will only be a memory
Vision fades away
and I stare without seeing
as the silence descends
Alive enough to feel the cold
Too dead to feel its chill
A barefoot waif
Clothed in blood red
Dead roses pinned to my wrist
Whithering fading away
One day I won't be here at all
It's over now
I close my eyes
Don't breathe anymore
as the silence descends
