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Nov 28, 2004 12:27

blood on paper and ink in my skin
trying to feel but Im dieing to win
tears in the dirt and mud in my eye
so much pain and no real reason why

metal in my flesh and ice in my heart
trying to explain but have nowhere to start
fighting the battle that cant be one
walking forever horrified by what Ive doen

Lost in darknes I start to fear
all this sorrow is suddenly so clear
pain that stays adn a blade in my hand
another cut another day bowed to this eary demand

dancing with suicide on deaths dark step
flirting with pain when I haev nothing left to gain
In my teary eyes I see through life's lies
with a heartful of pain adn a knife with which to main
I clutch my wristnow realising I wont be mised
letting go I let all this blood flow
twirl one last time in lifes true lies
falling to the floor, letting go of my disguise
my time had come to say goodbye
but on my devilds wings adn learn to fly

paranoia picking the peddles
walking through the stinging nettles
wondering when this stomach will settle
pain and poverty in the rain
always knowing that Im not sane
looking to this knife for something to gain
running through time Im lost in its game
passing day to day it all ends the same
knife in hand with which I maim
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