| Each day I’m closer to forgetting.
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| These times of pain; |
| In days of shame.
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| By cutting out memories on skin.
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| And removing the guilt of sin.
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| Images pass with hallowed eyes.
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| Sucked of life that make my stomach crawl.
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| Immortal are you my dead child.
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| Weeping tears and silent cries.
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| Trapped in a web, sucked of life.
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| In a pool of calm you lay.
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| Drown, drown, down.
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| Amnesia hits; |
| a violent fit.
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| Strangling, wondering.
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| Silence creeps up my throat.
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| Trapped within, trembling.
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| Nothing remains of the struggle.
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| Devoid of hurt and buried in hell.
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| Immortal are you my dead child.
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| Weeping tears and silent cries.
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| Trapped in a web, sucked of life.
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| In a pool of calm you lay.
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| Drown, drown, down.
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| The life that I could not give lives inside of me.
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| I take it away deprived of life,
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| A beginning; |
| an ending.
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| By cutting out memories on skin.
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| And removing the guilt of sin.
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| Images pass with hallowed eyes.
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| Sucked of life that make my stomach crawl.
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| Silence creeps up my throat.
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| Trapped within, trembling.
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| Nothing remains of the struggle.
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| Devoid of hurt and buried in hell. |