If I die tonight
I don't whether I'd be sorry or not
On one hand, I have so much I want to live for
On the other....
Well, I don't know
Gods, what have I done
I've risked it all because of a little pain
I hope I wake up tomorrow
If I don't, I'm sorry
The deeds been done
All there's left to do is wait
Maybe I'll wake up
Maybe not
Guess we'll just have to see
Maybe I'll get lucky
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The End Of The Road
PoetryPoetry for the dead and dying. For the ones just done trying. Here's the words for you. It's a bloody dream come true. I can't promise it'll help you get through. But if your mind is dark It'll leave its mark It'll make your bleeding heart Just t...
