Angelwolf

Forsaken Comfort

Copyright, Angelwolf

Hold onto me
It’s just a little emotional torment
I promise it won’t hurt so much
In the morning
Let me protect you, dear
Don’t fear so much
I won’t let it hurt you anymore
It’s just one cut away from oblivion
Just so many pints of blood away from death
A few steps away from post mortem bliss
Dry your tears, love
It won’t last forever
It only goes on as long as you choose
To let it hurt
You’ve a dagger in your open hand
A sharp point meant for your heart
You could end your pain
Now, as I have
Or you can be strong
The way I never was

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