That night I cried,
And picked up the knife to end this life
That night I thought,
Of all the fights I’ve fought
That night was pretty,
As the lights were lit all over the city
That night I wondered,
Of all the streets I’m yet to wander
That night I was lost,
For I craved for the people and things I love the most
That night I sat,
With the knife in my hand, on the roof, on the sand
That night I was ready to end it all,
But it had to come back to me after all.
That night I relived,
Every memory of my life, every touch, every sight.
That night I started to believe,
That every one will someday hurt you, what a relief.
That night I said sorry,
To all those who I’d worry.
That night it started again,
Like the world does after a rain.
That night i realized how beautiful the world is
That night I realized how beautiful life is.
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