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My fault again it seems,
my restless heart will never settle.

Cold fury, pulsing through icy veins,
give me a reason to stay.

Blame me for the pain,
because I can't let go of the anger,
turn away from the darkness.

Slicing up my arms,
no cry of help escapes my mouth,
I'll go through it alone.

Decayed thoughts circling my mind,
memories I can't seem to leave behind.

Don't say you understand,
how could you,
when I can't find the words to explain?

Maybe I'm meant to be alone,
I seem to ruin everything I touch.