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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I threaded my soul through faithless years With a needle stained with my blood and tears I never thought I would find asylum here Where the shadows fall and the sun refuses to shine I never thought these darkest days would be golden And yet here I sit with my heart in my hands And I'm wondering how I ever made it through The smell of smoke is still overwhelming And it coats the night sky in the burden of my sin Perhaps the past always catches up But even if I were to get up and run Past these cemetery gates there is no escaping The things I've done I once knocked on the door of sanity Only to be turned away So I burst through the door of insanity And slammed my flag into the ground A sound of a thousand marching feet can be heard The demons of tomorrow can smell the scent of my sin And the scent has led them to these cemetery gates Will I break free? I squeeze the heart in my hands And feel the blackness on the edge of my eyes I know that I'm sitting on the precipice of disaster But there is no desire to flee For the fleeting flight of frantic escape would be a fallacy I've sat here and sown together my own reality Based on the distorted pictures I fed myself for years Perhaps if I simply took the needle and stabbed the heart I could see something more than a scarlet hued future But something tells me that is an act of cowardice The feet are getting closer and closer I threaded my soul through faithless years With a needle stained with my blood and tears I never thought I would find asylum here Where the shadows fall and the sun refuses to shine I never thought these darkest days would be golden And yet here I sit with my soul in my hands And I'm wondering how I could ever have gotten away
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