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Middle of the Night

Pour down another shot
Mia, Just stop
I know you hate your thoughts 
You’re in a better place 
Somewhere a bit safe 
It haunts you a lot 
Honey not another drop 
Staring up at the ceiling 
Ah, those shit feelings 
Shut them out 
For they would only shout 
In a pool of tears 
Lies the shadow of fears
One more slit 
It might hurt just a but 
The sheets go red
God that’s the only thing I dread 
Let it calmly bleed
There’s nowhere this is gonna lead
But the high 
Oh, that’ll satisfy 
Shut your eyes
Go to sleep
For falling into deep 
Will be your alone reap

◄ Lust

Life ►

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