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Sunset
I'm traveling diagonal through a downward spiral
landing face first in a pile of shattered dreams
they cut at me but it draws more than blood
It brings the fear to the surface
but it doesn't drip out
it just floats in the red nectar of life
telling myself what I already think I know
setting myself up to be knocked down again,
but its better than being knocked up I guess.
I'm hanging from the ceiling on my very own thread of fate
so open up spill your guts
let them see whats on your mind
because waiting is just unnecesary delay
tommorow's sunrise is too late
because you never know if tonight will be the last sunset.
