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Fingers to wipe the tears Flowing from my river of fears, A warmth of a tight embrace As i struggle to win this race. I long for a single soul To help me cover each hole That constantly drained me Til i could no longer be I haven't seen a hint of light Not even a rescue in sight The pain struck like a dagger That i've even forgotten anger  I beg for someone to hear Someone brave to come near To see what is within Buried in this devilish skin I wish someone could understand How i got this bloodstained hand I wish someone would dare To clean my wounds with care A single voice to speak, A gentle touch of a hand, Ears ready to listen, A heart to weep with me.
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Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 4:45 AM UTC
Desires of a melancholic heart
Fingers to wipe the tears Flowing from my river of fears, A warmth of a tight embrace As i struggle to win this race. I long for a single soul To help me cover each hole That constantly drained me Til i could no longer be I haven't seen a hint of light Not even a rescue in sight The pain struck like a dagger That i've even forgotten anger  I beg for someone to hear Someone brave to come near To see what is within Buried in this devilish skin I wish someone could understand How i got this bloodstained hand I wish someone would dare To clean my wounds with care A single voice to speak, A gentle touch of a hand, Ears ready to listen, A heart to weep with me.
zellbarreras
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Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 4:45 AM UTC
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