The silver shines so spotless reflecting
while catching
The flaws
that crawl
beneath my skin
Words suffocate me to my last breath
the wind has grown to stale to enter my pale lungs
That speak words that will the world will shovel back down my throat
shall I be heard,or disciplined for the words I speak
The holes in my soul so deep that my self confidence leaks
Curl me up in my darkened corner,
For I'm Not sure If I'll breathe much longer
like the wood in a rainstorm,I'm soaked in my tears
falling to pieces from my bleeding core
No longer in the need of your touch,
no longer in need of your love.
I'll lay my self back into my place.
With memories,my mind will erase,
Not a word they speak do they mean
not a fragment of it is true.
I'll find my self on my knees,begging to
be forgave by you
Deeply engraved with my mistakes
Knowing I feed my imperfection with every breath I take
let me suffocate in my lack to speak,
in my lack to breathe
let me hide in my corner
for the rest of eternity
For I shall not leave my place
When life throws the stones of reality
to penetrate my face
A hazard to the world a misfit,
Place me in my loving corner of regret

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