Abraham Sarache chapter iv sadness

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It's me again and I'm tryng to live
Hate is gone and sadness knocks on my door
That grey feeling which describes me
That color which kicks my life
Those scars of knife in my wrist
They remind me of what I was
Don't worry I won't try it again
You are not worth for it
You are not worth for it
You are not worth...
No one else is making me feel so sad, so dark, so dead
I hope I'll find a light
No one else is making me feel so sad, so dark, so dead
I hope I'll find a light again...
But who the hell is worth
I'm trying to figure it out
We are made of mistakes
So don't expect to much
People is just people
Life is four letters
Love, imagination, fears, emotion
Those scars of knife in my wrist
They remind me of what I was
Don't worry I won't try it again
You are not worth for it
You are not worth for it
Not... Anymore...
No one else is making me feel so sad, so dark, so dead
I hope I'll find a light
No one else is making me feel so sad, so dark, so dead
I hope I'll find a light again...

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