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If you spit blood
while brushing your teeth:
it could be a sign
of gum disease.

And if you feel
pain and distress
it might be a sign
that you're depressed.

And if you are
anything like me,
it could be a sign.
It might just be.

If you ache
and you don't know why,
it could be sign
that you need to cry.

And if you cry
and there's no relief,
it could be a sign,
that like a thief
life has taken its toll
and its becoming too much;
and now you've grown
cold to touch.

If this sounds
anything like you
it's probably a sign,
that there are two.
That together we fall.
and that what you're going through,
is nothing new;
so hold onto something,
anything,
and I will, too.
Always remember
That the books
Who are the most worn
The most torn and ripped
The most broken

Those books are that way
Because everyone loved them
For what was inside
Some journeys needs to be walked alone
If you're not cheating
You're not trying
What's the difference?
We're all dead or dying
There's no way out
So hold your breath
And wait for the sweet
Kiss of death
No one cares
About character or depth
Their gazes scratch the surface
They couldn't care less
In a world where everything
Means nothing at all
It's hard to know exactly
Just where you fall
I would rather
A breakdown
Than sitting here
Feeling so
Empty
And wanting to slit my wrists
I do not know why
I keep going
I should just jump off a bridge..
It would probably hurt less
His whole life
A murderer
Liar
Thief
Gambler
Cheater
Debtor
Dealer
Idolater
Covete­r
Sinner

Was dying his final death
Upon his hospital slab
As he confessed his immortal transgression's
To God who hath been waiting for this old sinner
To repenteth for a long time......
I shalt waiteth
One billion years
One billion fears
One billion tears
To haveth mine (mi amour')
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