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Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to which I cater
You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason;
my flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying

You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

Wish I'd died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten
with its memories
Diaries left
with cryptic entries

And you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on:
I'll never live down my deceit

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irgendwie versinkt alles im grau und verfärbt sich immermehr schwarz...
weiß nich was ich noch tun soll...wann bist du endlich zufrieden?
..manchmal ist ein freund nur eine miese sache, die darauf wartet zu geschehen......kann den tag nicht erwarten an dem ich meine sachen packe und endlich hier wegkomme..von allem....ein neues leben beginnen und das alte vollkommen hinter mir lassen...hoff dieser traum wird wahr...hm....

2.6.07 18:01
 


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