Away

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No black hearts then,
A simple goodnight.

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Some words took it,
Away, far away.

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Expressed his feelings,
Thought of himself as a faker,

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This time it was true,
This time it had meaning,

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Friendship in fragments,
Sharp like knifes.

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Willing to bleed,
Ready to dry.

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Trying to breath,
And proceeding to die.

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It's morbid with,
Blood on the walls.

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And a head on the rope,
Limp, lifeless, body on the floor,

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No essence of soul
It ran away.

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It ran,
Far, far, away.

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Its a work in progress. But its my current mental state. Share it if you want.
Idk tbh,

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