my life is like a place in time that I can
only find it
I bleed for kicks and maybe that's the problem
awfully tragic
it seeps inside my bones and leaves me strung up
out in public
and only I could know the final feeling of
His logic
you know me
but you don't
if you felt it
you would choke
I find that fractured
forgiveness
is necessary
falling into momentary lapses
of speaking on my sentence
I hate it
and love it
teaching me through sadness
the only peace it lays in something
that I haven't found yet
the sting is piercing
but I'll always keep on finally fighting
and nobody could tell you
of my tragedy
I'm falling
tortured in my solitude
I'm finally finding solace
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