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Above

October 21, 2009
By Anonymous

If we snip here
And cut here
What blood will you drip?
How many time can you be unwoven
Before you fall apart?
Don't believe what they tell you.
This isn't a stage.
The rocks aren't the bottom,
You'll keep falling
Until the cold numbs the pain.
No amount of drugs
Will soothe your soul.
It's all a big lie
That you're told.
And if those people
You call your friends.
Hold the match,
Maybe it's time
to plant a seed.
And grow again.
Live above the influence


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