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I'm running through the woods The wind rushing through my hair I take a leap of faith Despite my knowing you're not there I cling to this thought Hold tight to my perfect picture of what if But my breath becomes short winded And I wind up at the edge of a cliff I catch my breath and my balance I peer curiously over the side I try to fight against the wind Try to steer clear from the trail I once cried I try to avoid the bloody footsteps Try not to look at the pictures on the wall Hoping that if I can forget what I once felt Then I can avoid another fall I see the scratches through the paint The stains I tried to hide I accidentally take a glance into the mirror And see the girl who was once alive My heart beats a little faster As I begin to fantasize A warm blanket covers me As I once again believe the lies “It feels so right,”I tell myself Who cares about the past? I exhale a deep breath of relief Not knowing it would be my last My chest is rising faster now My teeth begin to chatter My whole body turns a sickly blue And I hit the floor with a shatter The mirror breaks The paint curls back My mind draws a blank Then all goes black “Who turned off the lights?!” I scream “What the hell is going on?!” But in the background plays a sad song A broken heart, a broken vase Two hands ripped apart Maybe they're right and I should give up Because I cannot survive another broken heart And even after all I gave That's all you have to offer me I was again blinded by faith in you But now I can see I can see a clear path of destruction See the fire and the rain But I cannot flee this clouding thought Of a child with my blood running through its veins A kiss, a touch, an act of love But an act of love it couldn't be Your lips spew lies into my ears It isn't me you need I bow my head in prayer But the Devil intervenes So I tie my worries to an anchor And dive into an unforgiving sea
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