cool jussa sec...*finds poem/song thing*
not got a name for it
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inspired by my depression,
in a room of all confession,
sorrow at my feet,
yet all they fill with is deceit,
a fading light dawns a day,
and anuther memory slips away,
as im dieing i start to age,
unaware of nearby rage,
a brightend light fills the sky,
another day less till i die,
broken glass on the street,
diggin into my bare feet,
blood can poor and pain can hurt,
infectious wounds filled with dirt,
a scene of wonder for prying eyes,
anuther glare for passer bys,
in a field dark and gloomy,
more than thoughts passing thru me,
can i not dream as others do,
seal the pain that comes from you,
yet i cry so loud but no-one hears,
we are to weak to answer fears,
theyve been betrayed by lifes devotions,
and have cuts their wrists to hide emotions,
we call upon thee holy creature,
with red eyes as its feature,
to take away all this pain,
and to recreate us once again!