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I walk with hands red,With weights and chains.Trailing behind are my secretsMy skeletons, broken dreams,Corpses of what could have been.I walk with re..
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My mind: packed full of words,of phrases.String them together right: and you are blessed with beauty,One wrong word, and disaster strikes.My words, my..
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Its calling. Can't you hear it?
Screaming! Wrapping its black tendrils around me.
Help! Help me! Its suffocating me!
Enveloping me! Can't you see i..
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You tell me everything I want to hear.
You make the bad things seem to disappear.
You take the fear and pain out of my eyes.
And yet you always see..
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Its calling--shouting--screaming at me.
Telling me how easy it'd be.
How peaceful, wanted, welcomed--it'd be.
A single motion--that'd set me free.
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What you see isn't always what is there
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Crushed.
I'm crushed,
Shattered,
Beaten,
Broken,
Bruised.
But still,
I breathe.
Barely,
Getting enough,
Oxygen
To live.
I wish, you felt..
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I can't function.
With you gone
Please dont leave.
Don't let me fall under
Im falling fast
Save me
I'm noone without you
Don't let me die
..
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I can't function.
With you gone
Please dont leave.
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My heart has shattered.
My clothes left untattered.
Inside i am dying.
I'm barely breathing.
I cant believe you're leaving.
My eyes just keep ..
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