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Quod me nutrit, me destruit.
Victus Vae
Nothing fancy, cool, weird, or even interesting, just... Me, nothing more, nothing less,
no lables, no clique, just me.
~.~.~.~ Philosophy ~.~.~.~
___---___SOS___---___
Letters from a dying friend.
Falling, spirals, cant escape,
the clouds passing overhead,
nothing i can do to escape,
pressing, clawing,bleeding,
There's just no escape,
These chains placed on my heart,
Wishing for it to all go away,
Missing the bang with a click,
This dull metal thud,
As my salvation fails,
Out goes the shell of my soul,
Skin burning metalicaly,
This copper shine,
This fake everything,
Hand forged, and mechanicaly fucked,
Forever lost for this painkiller,
The moon no-longer shines,
The clouds cant be peirced,
My eyes burn with these tears,
My soul just cant stop crying,
My hands burn,
As this razor melts into me,
My skin bleeds,
As this fire slices the air,
This liquid painkiller,
Lost inside my own nightmare,
Screaming for help,
With no sound reaching their ears,
These cries for help,
Always fall on deaf ears,
Just waiting for pain to resume,
After the burn wears off.
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V Lost
Just stand in your place,
right where you belong,
so far away from me,
Just stay safe away from me,
The air around me,
It shimmers with pain, These blood stains on the floor,
surrounding me on all sides,
This black air, Suffocating and hot,
Piercing my lungs like needles, Choking off the
light
The scars on my arms, Numbing all feeling,
Creating a false reality, Where i think i'll be safe
But here it comes again,
This burning, choking pain, Just when i thought it might get
better, It all just comes back to where it belongs
So keep your distance,
And keep your soul, With me you wont be safe,
From all the things in the world.... stay whole |
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