falling angle

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Im falling in to darkness with every words you throw at me
It is my chain that keeps me from rising,
The air gets colder farther down as I go, it gets thinner making it hard to breathe,
Can anyone hear me when I scream from the dark hole that's I'm in,
I scream useless words like "HELP ME"!!! but no one comes,
Is this my final resting place,
A cold bitter place that will keep me from rising,
Or is it my salvation that will keep me from ever knowing true pain,
The cuts I bear in my wrist are the words I hear everyday,
When I fight it only makes things worst but when I don't I'll fall further down,
Soon I will feel again, but now all I feel is numbness,
I'm an angles that fell from the light, now drowned into darkness,
My wings won't work so all I have to do is keep on falling,
...This is my goodbye.

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