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There is no escape from yourself once you turn seven shades of blue You can scream at death and brush away the leaves but your grave will always have a body that decieves even after being filled with sawdust and glue Bound to anger and rebellion you struggled to let anyone in Bindings so tight, fingers turned black like that night Screaming, crying, attempted flailing You tried so hard to not give up the fight You succumbed to the blight Your mom couldn't even recognize the cold leather bound over these bones that are told to be you Malnutrition claimed stake to the body Amphetamines numbed the mind and caused leishons to start rotting No escape in death No escaping breath Hollowed head from a chest filled with **** Your life shrunk, grew diseased and immature Beaten senseless and tied to the headboard Did you suffer? No one can say for sure Buried with little more than the foegiviness of a closed casket and the permanantness of an abused life The only memento you'll carry on is the form fitted ligature marks and consciousness derived of strife
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 5:42 PM UTC
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There is no escape from yourself once you turn seven shades of blue You can scream at death and brush away the leaves but your grave will always have a body that decieves even after being filled with sawdust and glue Bound to anger and rebellion you struggled to let anyone in Bindings so tight, fingers turned black like that night Screaming, crying, attempted flailing You tried so hard to not give up the fight You succumbed to the blight Your mom couldn't even recognize the cold leather bound over these bones that are told to be you Malnutrition claimed stake to the body Amphetamines numbed the mind and caused leishons to start rotting No escape in death No escaping breath Hollowed head from a chest filled with **** Your life shrunk, grew diseased and immature Beaten senseless and tied to the headboard Did you suffer? No one can say for sure Buried with little more than the foegiviness of a closed casket and the permanantness of an abused life The only memento you'll carry on is the form fitted ligature marks and consciousness derived of strife
anthonyasylum
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 5:42 PM UTC
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