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Fall

I cut myself to know what blood looks like again I realize that with just one more blow, I'd end the pain But still I cling to life Just like it were the only truth Still I will not die Completing what I knew Regardless, life will not allow my mind to stay the same I left my only love to see what loneliness felt like again And still I held to hope Now I let go, I know the pain in me I'm still in life's downslope I won't grab hold again When I woke from a dream, I found that I'd been living one true lie And so I killed the scream building up inside of me with a knife And finally I found reality in me And finally I found I never wanted to be more Than a door, with a window to the world inside of me Like a whore, sold my soul just to end the pain, to kill reality And now I end my life Adverse to anything apart from me So now I hold this knife Closest to my heart: Inside of me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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