[shadow in the midst]: 279.Curses of Flesh
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Love has burned so fast
Nothing meant for more
Nothing meant to last
Hold me still hold me quiet
Screams build up inside
The darkness searches upon me
Nowhere left to hide
Forced towards the beckoning shadows
Swindled towards infinite death
Pained of images; pained of thoughts
Which pain has sullenly bequeath
Dont follow me stand your ground
I wont be far behind
My thoughts shall keep me ever going
My darkness tied its bind
You knew me once you now forget
Nothings truly real
I look at nothing and see it all
Nothing more to feel
So prick my balloon and cut off my feet
Tell me how pathetic I am
Become one with all of the others
I will still live within my sham
You can try to pretend to be nice
Talk to me tell me otherwise
But your face tells me nothing more
Than to reveal your utter lies