cold
creeping pain
my undying disease
putting holes in my arms
and marks on my sleeves
please, take me instead
take it
take it all
take my marrow away
i don't want it
don't need it
i'm all but worthless anyway
so many lives lost
because we don't have
a cure
always fighting
always losing
why are we killing the pure
we give murderers guns
and send them away
we give the hopeless less hope
of survival














Comments
thank you.
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What's the worst that i can say?
Things are better if i stay
So long and goodnight
R.I.P.
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Second chances they don't ever matter people never change.
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What's the worst that i can say?
Things are better if i stay
So long and goodnight
R.I.P.
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Second chances they don't ever matter people never change.
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