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Battle Within

Blood brings tears
Bruises bring regret
Scars leave memories
I wish to forget

The knife is my enemy
But it is also my friend.
Who else can I turn to
When all is coming to an end?

In the blackest of night
I seek comfort, but from whom?
There is no one to help me
When I am facing my doom.

I know I could do better,
I know it isn't right,
But when you're this far in a tunnel
It's hard to find the light.

I wish things would resolve themselves,
If only it could be,
I want to be whole again;
I just want to be free.



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