Sandra Soumahoro - FOREVER

Why does it hurt so much? If only it would ease up, just a little now and then and it wouldn't be so hard to bare. But know it just keeps knawing and ripping, it loves to see pain and it loves the feel of warm blood, the blood of a heart cut to pieces.
There must be a key, somewhere, to open the door before it's to late. There's not much more air and the walls, they seem to be closing in and the ceiling, it's, well it's dropping. I don't mean all at once, but it's not as high as it use to be. I can almost touch it now. It use to be so high that even jumping, I couldn't begin to touch. But now, well it's there just waiting for me to fall so it can bury me 'FOREVER'. The air, it just gets thinner and thinner.

Sandra Soumahoro

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