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Sirens

Broken on the inside, Dripping ink, leaking curses from my fingertips, Thoughts bleed my mind, trickling down to my heart as poison Words so sharp, cut like razorblades Leaving scars among everything I've ever loved Break me down slowly Piece by piece you separate Find what's buried beneath For what is here, there are no promises As everlasting winds carry away the remains of what is left from this Empty flesh before you can close your eyes Drifting slowly to the core of this rotten war Will you rise when you hear the sirens ring? Will you fall once they tell you that you cannot win? This life, were all just living On the inside, out Turn the sun around Break,down A sheet of darkness covers the world,leaving us cold I choke upon these razorblades, So sorry that I've hurt you, Let this heart heal

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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