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by CrimsonRegrets   Sep 25, 2005


I'm falling so quickly
While I'm standing still
Waiting to be found out
Dying for the kill
Sleeping awake
Choking on a dream
Silently sitting
In a room of my screams
Staring at the blood
That I'm yet to shed
Trying to rid
The voices in my head
Praying for salvation
I fall to my knees
Whisper 'god help me,
Rescue me please'
I run the blade over my wrist
And let out a cry
The tears silently fall
As I lay here and die

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