wish i could be gone

falling into darkness,
suddenly you know im far from grace,
all i think in my head is,
someone get me out of this place,
my body starts to tremble,
the blood runs down my spine,
i wonder if they hear my faint crying,
theresnothing left here,
nothing left at all,
and through all the pain,
and torture its your name we call,
we call as a question,
why am i here?,
you know the answer,
its quiet plain and clear,
and its the answer,
that we all love to hear,
you watch as we,
take the razor,
to our heart,
and you watch as the blood runs.





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