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I Tell Myself To Hold On.
The Brake Lines Have Snapped,
I've Lost Control.
My Lifelines No Longer With Me
I Never Did Have Any .
Nothing Is Holding Me Back,
The Dark Thoughts
Are Taking Over.
My Dark Humour Seeps Through The Cracks,
I Laugh My
Troubles
And
Pain Away.
It's Too Much ,
It's Too Fast.
And Slowly Everything Fades To Grey,
As I Slowly Watch My Life Force Fade Away.
Everything That Happens After
Is A Nasty Bloody Mess,
With A Broken Blade On The
White Bathroom Floor
Now Coloured Red
With My Blood.
I Sat As I Watched With The
Tears Streaming Down My Face,
I Finally Found My Place.
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