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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Running with Scissors By Kevin Robey October 8, 2013 I ask this of you, just one more time Save me from these thoughts of mine I miss the burn, I miss the touch Another time when I’ll say too much You were the reprieve from the grey Down rabbit holes into the fray Reminders you left on my pale skin One day soon these demons will win Resolve I built upon those sandy shores Washed away in fake smiles that I wore So it’s back home to you my shiny friend A twisted affair that no one comprehends You cut through every lie that I comprise Shut out the sunshine I love and despise A simple life when I breathe out my lungs Escape from every note forever left unsung Crazy how time passed without a sound Returning every time you come around Finding myself on the edge of release Free of these thoughts; this pure disease The moment I regret comes just after sunset I bleed out my heart until my mind can forget Wash away the fear as the view becomes clear Pour them down the drain until they all disappear One day when the sun doesnt rise again I’ll smile knowing I don’t have to pretend Now, as my wounds seep to the cold floor I realize I’ll never be the man that I was before One more time I say with bright eyes That soul mates never really die I turn on that one perfect song and close the door Take a deep breath and put you back on the floor
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