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We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. But poetry, beauty, romance, love; these are what we stay alive for... I can't listen to you again It makes me miss all of my friends The ones who wish that I were dead These memories won't leave my head And the cotton candy cigarettes The smoke detected killer threat The knot's too tight to break a sweat Around my neck or better yet Tied around a willow tree The blossoms cover everything Can you hear the song I sing? The ground gets closer to my feet I crave a bittersweet release Something warmer, something free And then I hear the crackling And so the earth my body meets Below the tree, where I will rest I'm turning blue, my eyes are red The little ones are tucked in bed And you still yell as if they're deaf They're crying for you, father dear You said you'd always be right here Letras de cancionesThe heroin inside the drawer The days go on, you crave it more One more shot and you'll be fine Wish that you could read my mind Stars above, they hear my cry Please don't let them die-die-die Mother's gone, I watched her fly Away from us, she lied-lied-lied Rub my head, say it's alright I'll try my best to make things right Father, sister, brother cry As they look in your lifeless eyes Without your love what will I do? The heaven song will play for you From Letras Mania