It鈥檚 been raining since you left me, now I鈥檓 drowning in the flood.
You see, I鈥檝e always been a fighter, but without you I give up.
When I stand before ALLAH at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me."
Pain begins to grow inside,
my already broken heart.
Salty tears can no longer hide,
as my insides rip apart.
My heart pounds madly in my chest,
tears still sting my eyes.
My mind seems it will never rest,
I doubt it even tries.
I watch the blade glint in the light,
and my terror goes away.
My mind desperately tries to fight,
but the urge is here to stay.
I long to see my blood f
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