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it runs past me with its head turned down.
i long to scream,"for you, it’s in my blood i’ll drown!"
the darkness roars from deep inside,"nobody even cares to keep me alive!
i’ll rot inside, no one will care..
he stripped me till my soul was bare..."
the voultures walk past every minute of every day.
the haunting looks and piercing glares drive me away.
they drive me into myself, the only place i can hide.
it’s the only place i have that’s all to my own that no one can find
i’m down on the floor now, crying to myself about how it wont release.
the release i’ll never get out from under; it got in too deep and wont release
it lingers in front of me, gliding this way and that
it taunts me, though it doesn’t know... i whrither beneath it’s painful wrath.
it tries to hide within the crowd, but i can always sense it- i always know.it tries to say it doesn’t care, but i can feel the looming stare.
i’ll remind myself that i got too close- i did this to myself...
by carrying my scars, i know i signed my own death.]