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Lies Of A Loss
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Lies Of A Loss |
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A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
Going away, I take one last look behind, And you can't believe those winter days Were nothing more than lies. Knives in our backs, Dying memories inside - Maybe I've become so heartless, Maybe free, or simply blind. Dear, we are done, Drink your tears of regret, Find the answers by yourself, And make my side of our bed. Swallow your last words, Go on living in your shell. In front of you is loneliness - I've only cast my spell. Wounds will heal so soon, But for years you'll be scarred. You could never think you'd say this, But you'll find our parting hard. Shards of perished hope Watch your recent dreams come by, You'll feel lost and devastated, You will hear this song and cry! Everything that's left Burns your blood and slits your wrists, It's your silent suicide, But I can feel no guilt for this. No guilt for this! |
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WTBAKELAR
since 2008-09-09
Posts 1089Utah, USA |
Wow, Wow Wow, This hits hard and deep, and close to home, although many years past. I know this pain, and it will pass. But, it is good to remember from where it came and learn from it. Don't let the cuts bleed to long, just long enough to cleanse the wound, then bind them tight so they don't leave a scar. Then be carefull of the knife that made them, and keep your own close at hand. Absolutely Beautiful, Have a Merry Christmas. WT. |
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