Battle fought

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Lonely
Slowly dying
Always crying
Silver pen
Red lines
Such a wonderful sight
The pen is used most in the dead of night
When the moon is out
Along with the stars
They can inspire what I put on my arms
The time my mind is the most creative

Tears shed
People want me dead
At least that is what the voices said
But the voices
Are in my head

Sometimes
I try to fly
But I can't get that high

I stare at the stars
I should be put behind bars
Surprised when I see I have no scars
I wanna meet that car

Slowly fading
I keep debating
Slowly losing
Life's confusing
Daylights end
Never see me again
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These demons are strong
I drown myself in their song
I smile and play along
Trying to hold on
The war still raging on

Want to let go
I want to know
When is it going to snow
I'll change it's color to red
No promise when I say
I won't end up dead

I lay in this bed
Staring at the ceiling
Slowly and silently killing

Screaming
Reaching
For a helping hand
Tryna keep myself on land

My mind is gone
My body here
Soul is numb
As I slowly disappear
All alone
Silence absorbing me
I wish I was gone
That's where I'm supposed to be
Not here
Not anywhere
I only do damage
I am collateral damage
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Suffocating silently
Slowly waiting to be absorbed
Into the darkness
Where she came from
Waiting for death
She hides
Now there is nothing left
She should be gone
But instead everything and everyone she loved is
She doesn't know why
She wants to cry
Alone in the darkness
Never leaving
Trying to keep believing

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