Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Say goodnight young dagger, have the years been kind to you?
Or have they left you vacant with so much left to prove?
It should be none of your concern, but the pain has been lifted away.
Fatally eternally.

Overcome and overthrow.
The blood that swelled your tainted lips now drip to the floor.
So dry your eyes, before you cry another river.
And breath-by-breath I'll rise to keep your flood away from me.

I'll dam your flood away from me.
Only out of spite I must,
I will throw you away.
Always I'll fight off your grip on my existence.

I won't feel sorry for this spit in the eye.
Sending seizures through your frozen veins.

There is no giving into you,
It took a lifetime to forget your name.
I swallowed everything you said,
Exhale the poison the dwells within your soul.

Stand up for myself.
Drown by yourself.
Bleeding Through

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