Can't...Tired from this pain, I fall Praying not to rise at all.No more torture, please, I can not fight!Its the dark I see no light.Dancing on the razor blade edge Walking through the barb wire hedge Bleeding, pleading, weeping, cry Something inside just snapped and died.Lost now in the dark despair,there's a throne of thorns and Im the heir.Shackled to it I cant run,burned down by the frozen sun.Heart and the scotch tape to keep it whole...But the cracks still leaking soul.Filling sea without the shores...I cannot cross it anymore.
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