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I often see you falling into the depths of that silly word, made to torment and pleasure,
catching us and squeezing until there is nothing left, the snake with its prey
Love how deceiving it can be. Your deliberate steps toward that jagged edge, bare foot
and bleeding, I know that I must brace myself. So high as you imagine your whole world
centered on him whichever him it is this time. Like a drug you crave I know I should not
let you go, but yet I can’t stop myself from giving you the needle, I might as well be
piercing your cold white skin myself, marking you yet knowing that reality needs to be
set. How can I not when I have seen you crumple in fear and die within yourself over and
over? How can I not when after so many falls you keep picking yourself up again and
somehow finding a way to move on? How can I ignore your scars, your pleas for reassurance
of this new conquest? You are my sister; we have shared lives and secrets so deep within
ourselves that we thought we’d never resurface. I know your deepest fears and sorrows,
those moments of pain I was always there. And now I see another climax in the turbulence
of the life you’ve chosen. I see the signs all over again and I know that the chances are
few and more often than not love is killed in the battle. And yet I can not tell you so.
I can not cut you down when you have made it so high, each branch you climb steeper than
the rest. I wish I could spare you of the sorrows and inevitable sting when we clean the
wounds. Still I find myself standing numb as you approach that edge, shouting under my
breath as I struggle to keep you safe, yet still unmovable, this paralysis proving to be
my ultimate downfall. But when the ground comes rushing up, the body raw and broken, we
will pick up the pieces of your mind and soul, together no matter how many cliffs we summit.
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In the depth of darkness sounds, words, just words of meaningless consequence
Never was there a line so cold, so still, overflowing with too much to hold
Elegant lies weaved into one, the crash comes soon as the enchanted deception runs
Vivid colors, blood red pumps and with every word the mind carries the forbidden orb
Idolized perfection of thought and words, lips move as hearts tear, a lived lie rooted in flesh
Trivial tasks made into chores, that one line a promise of vows,rocks hide on crashing shores.
And with the hourglass runs out, sand poured drinks for the parched sitting on stools of doubt.
Bible teachings show guarantees, written in stone, did they know circumstance as these?
Lying now, even now as confessional insomniacs crawl in guilt, the pills to fall to that darkness yet
Even now in crammed spaces, dark rooms, the inevitable black of truth stains the white of lies.
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Falling and cut, the ground far
The music box plays, winds blow
Her words lie, untruths rein being
Still dark and cold, the river flows
Yet falling on, the silence holds
The dancers spin, a dance in vain
And it goes on, this life we’ve won
The sad song sings over and over she falls like rain
Where is the end? The black crash burns
Reality cries, and silence calls for collision
Screaming mute and the fall still clear
To hit the bottom, a timeless decision?
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