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depressions destiny

it's taking over me

i am my own worst enemy

i am hopelessly lost in my own head

my words are so hollow and dead

 

hands over mouths

hands aroundyour neck as the gasps become howls

you are so cold and alone

you can search but you will never seek your home

 

crawl right into my face

its such a dead empty place

crawl right out from the inside

forced out by a soul full of lies

you have taken everything

drained the viens and left me with nothing

 

for years my heart has bleed

dried up skin that i have shed

i was broken from the inside

everything i came to know has slowly withered at my feet and died

 

the hurt i once shared

i now kept because nobody cared

as my body shrinks away

a;; that is left is dust and decay

 

the pain i hold in my chest

is death in his best ressed

my heart is black and my hands are cold

my hurt is what the reaper holds

 

all i had was pain to gainand all i gained was pain injected into my strongest vein

my viens are rust and my heart is decay

all these years walking this path i have lost my way.

 

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depressiondarkness

◄ seeping sadness

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