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I am so inclined, tear at my eyes 
Fingers try to find the tears 
Scrape the skin to collect the final remnants 
It's all that I have left
When my knees hit the floor 
You know I am done for
I've no will to try and fight this anymore
I just slip away and let this chaos take over
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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