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-patient 22-

"Struggled so hard to keep us alive
just ended
like the things we had meant nothing
long nights, longer days
the house feels so empty, so quiet,
i see the ghosts of former lovers
cooking, laughin, old memories, old days

I was so close
when i could touch it,
faded away, just a illusion
it still hurts where the knife strucked
havent pulled it out yet, dont dare
now my life depends on it
like pouring up a glass of wine
my heart bleeds down the bathtub

walls all stained in red
with every beat the wound,
gets  wider and deeper
I will be one with those ghosts
a illusion for future lovers
with my stained hands i will write you a message
I didnt expect it to be you

I was so close
when i could touch it,
faded away, just a illusion
it still hurts where the knife strucked
havent pulled it out yet, dont dare
now my life depends on it
like pouring up a glass of wine
my heart bleeds down the bathtub

all gone, my legs are giving up,
soon my arms will aswell
it hurts, it hurts so bad
I can see them clearly
their smiles, all happy
from above and down under
a lost memory
I miss the old days"

Chinya-babe