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Broken little shards of glass
Digging into flash and bone
Sending sparks of pain
Blood trails down my crumpled back
Seeping away my strength
Dying my clothes a crimson red
Are you happy to see me so?
To know your knife hit home
Slowing killing me
You and your friends mock me
Sneering and laughing cruelly
Teasing me for my faults
But it is your treachery that hurts the most
To know my friend sold my soul
Without a care in mind
Hearing your lies whip around me
Whispering behind my back
Giving away my Achilles’ Heel
You stitched your Mark upon me
Tattooing my very heart
Turning my fate from Heaven to Hell
I know of your demon ways
They are not mine
And I will never give in
For though you have broken my body
My soul is still strong and ready to fight
Fight to the death
Look in my eyes
What do you see?
I will not let fate decide
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- | Submitted on 06/29/2011 |
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