
Look into my eyes
Can you see how much they hurt
Look into my soul
it´s a picture of a mirror
of a garden, red alert
Look into my heart
there´s a hole there that bleeds
touch my hand, it´s cold
I lost my goal, now starving is all my body needs
Tomorrow is the first day
of a day made in hell
tomorrow is the last day
that you will hear me say his name
yesterday was too late
today not soon enough
tomorrow will be perfect
perfection of a dove
I will hold the blade against my wrist
and see the blood reappear
tomorrow will be the first day
when I wont have you in here
I will starve the pain away
I will make you disappear
There will not come another day
when you will look at me and see
fat
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