This is me dying in your arms…
I cut you out now set me free…
Because the strife wont make the bleeding stop…
Nor will it take the pain away…
How i yearn for the silence…
Or an end to the voices…
I feel like this ■■■■ is owning me…
As i struggle to find my…
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