Propaganda

I can not take the pain,
After you have left,
Misserable life that has gone,
Maybe my heart has broken,
Every time I see your face,
And with these tears,
Nothing is alright,
I can't believe this fate
Never to be yours,
Going our seperate ways,
Longing to be with you,
Enduring the pain of separation,
Slit after slit across the wrists,
Slowly bleeding you away.