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My Dear Friend,


 

The beginning of the end

My dear friend I do not pity you

You have made yourself this way

I’ve heard you once was a good man

But before me is not a man but a child

You have lead yourself to your own betrayal

You have no one to blame but yourself

Do not put blame on others

 

When I look into your eyes     

Its like staring into a empty shell

It seems that you are already gone

When I see your fake smile

I see that you’ve fallen into the abyss

It looks like you enjoy the darkness

You are nothing but a broken record now

Only repeating the past and dwelling in it

Time flies and waits for no one

Or is it you constantly try to stop it

 

The sins wrapped around your hand

Seems to fit like a glove

When your family reached their hands out to catch you

You denied them

Now you only hang on the last thread of sanity

Or have you already let go

One of a million reasons that guilt has swallowed you whole

You say you are broken

Which I do believe you may be

But my friend I am also broken

I too only hang on a thread

 
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