The Barbed Wire Fatality
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Running through barbed wire,
unable to crawl, the dirt stings your wounds to much,
how long can you keep this sick game up?
Running through the razors,
of a memory long since past,
how long can you dwell on this emptyness?
How long will your pain last?
Running through your scars,
ripping up old wounds,
you don't want to remember,
but you have to remember,
that what you'd done was true.
How long will this consume you?
Your unending pleading guilt,
it wants to escape a fatality,
barbed wire, your only gate.
