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I am not sad all the time

Many times I cross the line

Between sadness and inner peace

I need some sort of release

A knife or something sharp

To cut straight edge designs into my flesh

Until the lies repeat and become so fresh

Crimson pours from the veins

Darkness comes and I feel insane

Taking all of this pain in vain

Wondering if life can ever be the same

Walking through life on the broken course

The pain comes from an unknown sourse

Wanting to settle but not wanting second best

I want a love great, unlike the rest

I know myself so greatly indeed

I know that I met the one I need

He's always there saving me

He's the one in my dreams that I see

He brings me peace when I cross the line

Making me not sad all the time