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[roguevagabond]

wow brother. it seems that we burned for the same years. 05, 06, 07, 08, 09. i dont ever think we will stop burning, for i believe that we burn because we have yet another lesson to learn... and our lessons will never be over. one after the other. "sick of cycles, i bounce in gray." -In Flames.

life is a vicious circle from beginning to end, with the infinite amount of colors that make up our personal spectrum. id like to think our spectra are similar in color... but who knows.

brother, you have avoided me for far too long. it is time for you to reconnect with me.

I'm not a stranger
No I am yours
With crippled anger
And tears that still drip sore

A fragile flame aged
Is misery
And when our hearts meet
I know you see

I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists I find it when
I am cut

I may seem crazy
Or painfully shy
And these scars wouldn't be so hidden
If you would just look me in the eye
I feel alone here and cold here
Though I don't want to die
But the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside

I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists I find it when
I am cut
Pain
I am not alone
I am not alone

I'm not a stranger
No I am yours
With crippled anger
And tears that still drip sore

But I do not want to be afraid
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists I found it when
I was cut