Holding OnMy world is spinning, my heart is breaking, still people just keep taking and taking. Where is my hero? Where is my knight? I am in need of saving, for I fear I do not have the might. Fight after fight, My hope begings to flicker, Like a candle in the wicked winds of winter, Leaving in its wake only the night, so forboding.. The fright rising in me, closing up my throat. No more breathing, no more weeping. Tonight may just be the night. I'll finally let go, soring away on the blade of a knife, if only I were brave enough to take my own life. But no, not tonight, not now, not evHolding On
You Hate Me, You Made MeI am a product of the society that has made me. I am cruel and unusual, for this I am punished. When the creator hates the design, said design is torn to shreds and disregarded. Now I lay shattered and tattered in pieces. I lie forsaken, ashamed, alone, unable to hide. My eyes burn for all the tears they have given. My mind turns as my punishers remain unyeilding. My life is hanging in the balance, as strangers take my world in hands as cold as ice. They seek to crush it, destroy it, left for nothing in the darkness. Lost and confused, I fear my life as I know is ending. NYou Hate Me, You Made Me
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Grab my hand here comes the crash, i live of the strong impact that, renders both our airbags.
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Grab my hand here comes the crash, i live of the strong impact that, renders both our airbags.
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