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A killers instinct with a net you caught me from the sea brought into your world a place I couldn't breathe 

You cut me from my straints but I wasn't free you pressed your thumbs against my eyes in hope I wouldn't see the scheme that you had conjured in your unforgiving dream 

You watched me gasp your toxic air soon nirvana passed despair your touch was warm I knew you cared your knife would carve It didn't scare I was your catch my heart was yours it was only fair 

Piece by piece you tore me out always hurting never healing once you whispered pain is just a feeling take it with a grain of salt to quench that thirst your feeling and I did because honestly a small part of me thought you'd heal me but the truth is you only killed me.

hearing seeing fearing breathing never needing always bleeding how can I regret our meeting with promises of brutal beatings 

The waves would splash your mast would crash but still I hoped the ship would last because if I 

Sink from line of sight I'd be without you tonight

And though I cannot breathe your air despite the fact you never cared the truth is that I need you here I'd rather die then sink in despair.