Toxik
To many days.
To many scenes.
to many things runnin through my damaged brain.
to much life to much death to bare through my chest.
toxic posion to my system.
death and blackness and to my freedom.
You made me cry you made me wanna die.
So now all i see is death to you.
To many paces,
to many faces.
to much to bare in my broken soul.
so much pain so much i take in vain.
to many thought thats lace my mind.
stripped to the bone.
sitting here all alone.
Copyright © Paige Brackins | Year Posted 2006
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