As I drink from the river,
I turn and see the moon shining,
its beams on me, every step I take...
It blames me, mocks me, as if I was the one that caused the pain.
As if...
... I was the one who made it this way.
Darkness falls, I know I'm alone.
Being blamed... for something I never did.
Why me? Everybody seems to ask.
Well I know why me...
Hated, loathed.
I can't step a foot out of the river...
The blood runs down my hands as my life slips slowly away.
I lay down in the water slowly, slowly drifting to the middle...
Slowly, slowly being carried down river...
Slowly, slowly losing a life I wished I didn't have...
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