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Blood seeps from these hands of mine nails bitten down to the quick i dont honestly know why i do these thigns it just happens it just is what everyday consists of how i pass everyday how i get through these drawn out miles of shit and now i'm walking down this crowded street head bowed, bussling bodies and now i know where it all comes from these feelings of loss and dread of every minute and hour day and month but eventually i remember they will end

Lights Flicker on Focus plays no part This intoxication It controls my heart Out goes the smoke In goes the liquor And my heart is beating Faster and quicker More this more that One by one A pill, a pipe My body is numb I am floating, soaring Like a bird in the sky And i twist around, You catch my eye Everyone, everything It all phazes out One step, two steps That's it, no doubt This intoxication Controls my heart.

I might be wrong But the tears that fall They shouldnt be here No not at all There is no reason I should not care About what you say I might just stare At one useless spot Upon the wall And think the thoughts That make me fall That drive me crazy That make me scream I know what i cry My life's a dream A hopeless one With no end in sight I have had enough I think I might Just demolish and tear Every tiny little thing And make me bleed I like the sting As the blood drop trickles away I see it drop And hit the ground And finally Stop

This addiction It pulls like a rope. getting Tighter and Looser Reel me in Reel me out Letting me go Dragging me in no control no pain nogain is what they always  say but what is left to gain, a heartbreak here a simple lie there i dont need it i dont want it this addiction is there it will always be there not a pill not a pipe no needle no straw just a place in my heart in my mind on a map

This lonely star In a cobweb Of clouds Entangled in Their beauty A twinkle here A sparkle there Then all dies It disappears And i search And I wish That for just One second i could See that hope Just one more time

One step, Two steps this is it  I'm done no more toil No more dread this is it Everthing So far away Took that one last step back and now more out of reach out of mind then it  could ever be I drop Begging to you For you to come back to return for that one last word of reassurence of love But you arent there for that You arent there for me You are there for you and i am just sitting staring at the blank spot absorbed by the simplest things becuase in a perfect world that is all tihngs are simple, there are no problems no questions. Just families and houses, love and compasion. That died too long ago. So now my eyes sting, because of the

The ringing in my ears The stinging in my eyes The pounding of this pulse It just wont stop The thoughts in my head The words that escape The mind that controls They just wont stop The fumbling hands The head held low The lonly shy walk, I want it to stop I want to control I want to hold I want to be able To talk To cry To laugh To have

It was just a note I hung on your door To direct your eyes To me on the floor So peaceful and quiet Quite a sight to see Blood all around Thats right, its me I knew you were blind And for that i would thank I just hid in my mind Behind a face, painted blank And you were just too dense To see through my mask And these bad lies I always aksed how long could it last? Just a second too long For me to bare I just up and did it I just couldnt care Who, I hurt, Who cried Whos heart did break They should have shown it sooner Or are they just fake? These tears that fall These hugs exchanged, was i just seen as the one so

one drop two two drops three Tickling, Trickling Away A waste Three drops four Four drops five Dripping, Drying beauty precision Five drops six Six drops seven Slipping, staining Tears pain Seven drops eight Eight drops nine Shaking, staring Veins Blood Nine drops Ten drops one more one more just one more until i drop

The perfect image Pasted on pages Sprawled on TV Shoved in our faces Anorexia reins Bulimia rules mascara and eyeliner Womans best tools Always somethign wrong A zit here a spot there hair spray and moose Must have good hair So why are there standards every girl should meet be you not her find your feet The world is now made of plastic and wax and the factory remakes have reached the max