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untitled #7

Breaking point

I'm on the verge of death

Can't control myself

Can't see through it all

 

All that is in front of me

is driving me insane

Can't control myself

Can't see through it all

 

Nothing helps

Nothing hurts

 

All I see is my own pain

Everything has blackened my soul

All the things have darkened my mind

Falling though this false realm

Dreaming of a perfect ending

Something to ease my pain 

 

Death is near

yet it is so far away

I wish it would near itself

So I could grasp ahold

And release myself 

From this tortured world

That is holding me down

 

Falling through this false reality 

Trying to keep control of myself

Nothing is helping

Everything is hurting


Can't control myself 

Can't see through it all

At some point it will break

And the everything will begin to fall

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