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I hate myself for loving you

"We have touched for the last time

You are long gone, in love with someone else

I now fear nothing but life itself

And I have learned that living is just a slow way to die

I do not believe in life or in love anymore.

The joy I feel are the joys of emptiness

I hate myself for loving you

The fear I feel night after night has developed into a disease

No-one can see the emptiness in my eyes.

To escape life itself now seems the only solution

With relief i look foward of letting go of the pain

Finally... there is peace in my soul

To lie dead without a concern , without a tear,

You own my heart

And life without you is so imensly painful

Just to think of you, talk about you, dream of you makes tears stream down

my face

I cannot imagine happiness without your beautiful smile, your angelic face,

your wonderful body and your good heart:

You are everything , I am nothing

I want to die

But really... I am already dead"



I will not live



отрывок из песни <<Mortal Love - I want to die>>



@музыка: Mortal Love - I want to die

@настроение: DEATH IS GOOD ;)