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My thoughts pull to you once more,

And I am reminded of the promises,

Those broken promises you made to me,

Twisting your knife,

From the front to the back,

From the back to the front,



Standing, shattered, broke and torn,

In between these memories you gave to me,

This anomaly that burns in my eyes,

Twisting my vision,

Vibrating into a hypnotic distortion,

Unable to recognize fact from faith,



Every second I live is agony,

Pull out the blade,

Let the blood begin to flow,

And cut loose this mortal coil,

Grounding me into this haze,



Push and pull,

Separate the median,

Searching for an exit wound,

Bile created with my heart,

Slowly poisoning me,



Your filth within my soul,

Left with nothing,

Meant to die,

Convulsing shakes,

As I watch you burn my life away.