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The toxicity in my veins is wearing me away,

I'm trying to cut it out, but I can't keep the blood at bay,

The knife sinks into my skin and in this moment I pray,

Blade to my chest, I place my heart on a tray,

Trying to hand it to you, but you won't stay,

Finding the darkness, from the light I continue to stray,

Cant climb out of the bottom, so my body begins to decay,

Theres only now, no tomorrow and no more yesterday.