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Apr 2015
I think Ive gone too far.
I cant tell,
Too blinded by my tears i scream
*"at what cost!"
billows out of my heart that's all ready too occupied
forging blindfolds from barbed wire,
I think Ive gone too far.
I sold my friends,
they were my building blocks, my foundation,
pawned off like ****** so I could climb the ladder
the ladder thats allready fading in my  mind
sepia memories on black & white film, it just inst quite right
I may have won..
but at what cost,
a job I despise a future  as murky and uncertain as the river
I grew up next too
and like the river my future will come to an end
hundreds of miles away
in an unkown sea
yet my heart will carry the home ive made for myself,
its cell like features,
cold walls are warmed with our blood
its floors carpeted with our lust
what little else that stands , stands ready to burn
so grab your torch my love,
bring out the open flame  hearths of our hearts and touch the tinders
of our futures
i feel like ive gone too far
maybe i just havent gone far enough
Death-throws
Written by
Death-throws  hamilton, new zealand
(hamilton, new zealand)   
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