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You've come to know, these waters to well
They don't mirror heaven, nor resemble hell
They're ever reaching waters
Of angst and despair
It's not bad to be fair
As it's fear, not love, that conquers all
It's always there when you fall
I am a hypocrite
It's for survival, a way to feel normal
I have nothing to give
So why aren't you fucking leaving
Shards of glass on dark, cold, floor
Lush, violent anger, held back no more
Relapse
Once more, defeat
Numbing
I've been waiting for this
Spin of insensibility
Shutting down
Then it turns around
A pleasant feeling of loss
A lovely smell of grief
Just take it from me
Nothing ever felt this bleak
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