he told me
"you must think death is beautiful if you can do that to yourself"
yes, i do
when nothing comes in a flash of brillance
there is nothing more beautiful than death
how i will savor that moment when i am trapped in the darkness, like i am now
"you must think death is beautiful..."
i laugh at his words (for they echo in my head)
for he does not understand
yes i think death is beautiful
but you must to for you to do the things you did to me