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taste of freedomMore Like This
cold steel traces white lines over my arms
scars of previous battles with myself
the pressure increases
and the red ink flows
taste of freedom
i paint roses without thorns,
rythmic beating pulses the pain.
i wish to die,
but i lack the strength to use this knife.
i wish to cry,
but i lack the emotions,
im too dead inside...
SorryMore Like This
I don't want to be this way
But I am
Maybe I'll change someday
For now, all I can do is apologize
I'm sorry for the words I spoke
I'm sorry for the way I treated you
I'm sorry for all that I broke
I'm sorry for being distant
I'm sorry for the way I look
I'm sorry for the way I think
I'm sorry for how much time I took
To end this relationship
The longer I wait
The more pain it will bring
It's the way of Fate
I'm sorry
Sta.sh
