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For a moment in time,

Figures of you and I seemed near in grasp.

But darling…

You fucked up.

Left me here in my raw catacomb,

Lying here shameful,

To know that I considered the truth.

Brings a haunting peace to the mind,

That the doubt is gone.

My minds been raped,

Along with the passions in my heart.

My character wrapped in an ecstasy,

That drowns out everything… except.

To be so blind, to not see.

Stripped of everything,

You left me for dead.

Through the hollow pit,

I hear them whisper…"Murderer"

Murder for love.

You haunt my mind still.

Make it stop, make it go away.

And all I see is you..

Do you see me too?

Are you inside me?

Or all around me?

Please shut up.

Get them out.

Could you tell me what’s going on?..

Cause I’ve been blind for so long..

And the answer is unreachable now.

I’ve found out something through all this.

When it rains it fucking pours.

There is but one ray of pessimistic light,

To open me to you.

My powers have been renewed,

But I have been buried,

But only slightly.

In a hollow grave,

Undecided.

Trap me. Or keep me.

Rape me. Kill me.

Doesn’t matter.

The solution is still the same.

If you can’t have me {no one can}.

Dramatically correct.

And they wont stop whispering..

The voices…

No it’s the beat.

The torn heart, that you kept,

As a priceless keepsake.

My worn and torn jewl.

Ripped out.

A pit out of a lovely fruit.

Please make them stop.

Tell me it’s ok..

But don’t tell me lies.

Fill me up and let me down.

Empty me, but I’m already empty.

The only thing that keeps me breathing…

Is knowing that you did this out of love.

So tell me now,

The repetition in my mind,

Is just a safeguard to your lies.

Anything to make me feel alive.

Take me with you,

Now.

Don’t leave me here.

Never. It’s over..

Never give up.

And never surrender..

You know its not..

Worth it.