Dead.

by Lindsay   Jul 30, 2008


When they saw what you had done,
they knew they couldn't stop you.
what's wrong with a little fun?
no one can do like you do.

for the sake of all the people who love.
we'll find a way to survive.

this horrid catapult launching from time to time.
we live such easy lives.

so eat away the pain they caused you so many times.
nothing can help you now.

forget the lies told my parents to help you recover.
you're dead to the world.

No there's not sugarcoating, this is the best we could do.

No one cares about you.

Find a way, to keep away.
From salvation's attempt at help.

Do what you must do.
We are dead to you.

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