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I fall, into the darkness of my soul,
I crumble in the dust, from my shoes, I drink my sweat, when I’m thirsty, I’m begging and crush, the honor left. I’m nothing, and hit harder ‘till I’m nothing more, my hands are Hurting, my feet are Tired, my body Stops, but I keep Trying, my eyes are Bleeding, my head is Hurting. I shall remove and rape the skin, from all my body, So my flesh will look and stare into your eyes, For you to see ME, as I am... Naked Inside. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR ME TO DO MORE!? I feel embarrassed and place a hand over my penis, Please forgive my guts that are falling out, But watch and see my heart that is pumping The blood that burst out from my chest. That rock you throw, just splashed my head, I’m falling to my knees again, I’m begging you forgive me... WHY??? Give your hand, and help me now!!! You look away and leave me there You care none of my decay The noise won’t stop ‘Cause I keep screaming I’m dieing there by my self. Even Death envies the weapons that use to destroy myself. You
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