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Life is precsious because we die

I wish you would stay here

With me

Don’t let me leave here

Blind me and

Shackle me to your side

So I can’t see my scars

Begging me to come again

Scratch my arms and pray

My wrist won’t bleed

Well maybe just a little

Just enough to get me

Through the day

Maybe if you held me

I wouldn’t look

But you can’t hold me forever

You’ll let go

And leave me with

Wide staring eyes

Seduced again

Wondering how it’s possible

That I’m still breathing

Wondering how it’s possible

To fail at something so perfectly planned

But I’ll try it again

I’ve been taught to never

Accept defeat

And I shiver in anticipation

As you’re walking out the door

I’ve been here before

Open again and it is my will

Yet life goes on

And I am gone

Mourner’s tears run dry

But I’m not saved

Flowers wilt upon my grave

And no one remembers my name