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drowning in Sorrow up to my chin,It burrows deeper into the skin,not allowing anymore Breath in.as my eyes hardly dare to stare ahead,i tread forward ..
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A knife would be relief so sweet,Compared to this pain so acute.A razor does more as loveThan you could ever dream of.The blood would be relief from H..
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My heart--
locked in a cage,
Numbness all I've ever known.
However I may wait,
My heart has never flown.
And when I look down below
My frighte..
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