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Lifeless


Getting treated like crap hurts like depression

Make scars on myself is my only medicine

It gives me a cold heart

Our worlds are set apart

I wish sometimes I wasn't me

Maybe "me" is not set to be

Fussing at me everytime I do something wrong

Then I think about knife...scissors...run, what if I was gone?

Just to make the pain stop

I want to scream and shout

But somehow I hold it in

From the beginning but it sems like there is no end

Making my eyes blury with tears

Nothing else, I hear

No one listens

Endless miles of distance

I want to be held in someone's arms

But I feel so cold instead of warm

Tears of rage

Running away is what I crave

Bloodshot

Load and cock

Dark night

Can't win the fight

Blue blood

I'm in a flood

Silent screams

Closed doors nothing seen

NOBODY listens

I'm in another dimension

Tears dropping like a faucet down my nose

I'm just a living dead rose

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