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I am the puncture that makes you bleed,

No longer the eyes that may help you see,

I feel as if im no longer here...

And somestimes - you no longer near.

I am the scab, that you want to pick at

sometimes the life line of my hopes... go flat

Im no longer the hope that gives you tears

What ever the hell... or the fear braught you here.

My angelic soul is no longer devout...

This time I'm showing you what I'm all about...

I am the wound that will never heal...

and also ... I'm everything that will ever make you feel.