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Could it be, that its all just a dream? The pain I feel inside twisting like a knife... Blood dripping from my heart like a leaky faucet.                   I'm tearing apart.             Why won't the pain stop? Everything becomes real, solid like steel. Heavy like a boulder, hanging off a cliff, begging for suicide. It must end, this feeling of consumption, engulfed in a fiery fire raging across the flatland's.               The serenity of calm waters that blanket the sea is what I long for. But only one can provide. only you can calm my disturbed heart.only you alone hold the antidote to my disease.                            Only you...
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
despair" come hither my love"
Could it be, that its all just a dream? The pain I feel inside twisting like a knife... Blood dripping from my heart like a leaky faucet.                   I'm tearing apart.             Why won't the pain stop? Everything becomes real, solid like steel. Heavy like a boulder, hanging off a cliff, begging for suicide. It must end, this feeling of consumption, engulfed in a fiery fire raging across the flatland's.               The serenity of calm waters that blanket the sea is what I long for. But only one can provide. only you can calm my disturbed heart.only you alone hold the antidote to my disease.                            Only you...
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
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