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Falling Down To Hell

First you took my life,

I didn’t really care.

I still had family and friends,

And secrets I didn’t share.

 

But, then you tried my heart,

You ripped it from my chest.

I felt it slowly die,

As a clung to my bleeding breast.

 

At this I revolted and screamed,

But you beat me down.

You said I was disgusting,

Such a fool, a clown.

 

So I hid in darkness,

Where prying eyes can’t see.

But somehow in this dark,

You managed to find me.

 

The final hit against me,

Was my innocent soul.

you tore it from my very being,

And left a gaping hole.

 

So now I’m nothing more,

But a rotting human shell.

Stuck reaching up to heaven,

And falling down to hell.

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Nov 14, 2010
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