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So Called Calamity

I hide from my demons but they walk through the halls Of my mind and my soul and the reality that falls I drown myself hoping that they can't follow me But there's nothing I can do so that they can't see What was stolen from me can never be returned Fractured my spirit, it's liberty was burned Everywhere I go I see glimpses of their shadows Prickling on the neck as if they were to follow A blade on my thigh carried to wherever I go Can never be certain where the wind of death will blow This life that we live in is all an illusion Where everything I know is filled with confusion You said you'd protect me, now I bare the scars Red tears of blood collected in porcelain jars My sore bleeding heart will continue to suffer While I tell myself that one day I'll be tougher Now I hold the knife and it's wrapped in my hands End it all now or live on with the brand? Fire consumes me and fills me with rage One day I'll escape this horror filled cage But now what more can I do but beg for release The chains that bind me, I'll never be free Ice laces the heart that once was warm Now no one can stop the approaching storm

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