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A Seraph of Dahlias given to me
Watching my chains and holding the key
Breaks the locks and sets me free
While holding me back from death’s destiny
She pulls me away from the fiery pit
Holds back the razors from my bleeding wrists
And gives a lasting, forgotten gift
Shows me a love I cannot forget

Years of joy with a hollow core
Changing my fate from what it was before
Helps me up when I hit the floor
And turns and leaves escapable doors
Showing me the feeling of one by my side
Showing me the mistake of a trusting confide
Wanting to believe it all was lies
As deep love turns to hollow hate inside

Closer and closer the line draws near
Coming to numb overwhelming fears
Slowly rains down my acidic tears
And warming my hates to worn adheres
As lost love cuts through the soul
Dissolves the inside and creates a hole
And how to heal no one knows
She floats inside my hollow whole

Wishing to stop the echoes of memories
Looking for another to complete fantasies
Dreading the crossing of forgiving seas
Loving the hate I’ve trapped within me
While my face of lies cover the pains
Saccharine smiles to feed the stains
False hopes of love seen all too plain
The final straw that broke sanity’s panes

I’ve finally crossed that blurred line
Obeying the voices that spin in my mind
Regretting my refusal of the obvious signs
Learning nothing can stop the wrath of time
Finding the only way to forget
Finding my way out of this rut of shit
Masochistic ecstasy from the wrist I’ve slit
Learning from death my one true regret