She never stopped

by forsakendisaster   Nov 30, 2006


You go about your merry lives.

Though my relations with the razor blade,

Go on, Strong and steady.

I would die before I let you see,

The pain that grows within me.

Discovered once, the secrets of my mind,

A price, I will not soon relive.

You went about you "solution" completely wrong,

A sentence of solitude, is the opposite of what i needed.

But all my mind needed, to wander,

Farther from the right path.

Now it seems theres no turning back

For now you've put your focus on a fraud.

Someone only looking for a spot light.

Proving there really is no hope, for me.

Now I will rely on my sweet razor blade,

To save me from, the mind that traps my soul.

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