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Max Parker Aug 2015
And the world around me disappears as I stare into its face

The face of Death as it lingers 

Hovering in front of my war-torn life

It sits and it waits for the time to come

To take me into the dark

Oh, how inviting.
Oh, how peaceful it will be

To one day be kissed by the lips of Death 

And float off into eternity
Max Parker Aug 2015
Off we go to the torture of our souls

We twist and turn at the thought of what awaits

The dumping of all this knowledge into our bowls

And the life you lived is now bundled into dates


The darkened nights of despair as you rack your brain for a reason

A reason for why you try so hard

You will not find out until the end of the your season

That all this pain is a good way of being scarred


You must navigate your way through this place

Find the people you love and hold tight 

Find a passion that you will chase

Only then will you be lead out of this misery, into the light
Max Parker Aug 2015
I feel that I'm not only use to the pain

But I am addicted to it as well, obsessed

Because I don't know a different way
I don't know how to live without it 

How lost I would be if the pain just went away

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