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Decay

Collapsing into that buried grave

No one to come and save

From all these monstrous thoughts

Those days of long night shots

Everyone leaving and going home

Let under this lonesome dome

Setting up my dead soul’s piece

When will this decay cease

The failure of my human journey

Finding the transformation within me

Leaving those broken bones and dead relationships

Burning those promises and friendships

Goodbye, my soul

Dig yourself out from this six foot hole

Be rid of this two year sore

It cannot take anymore

No one else matters

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Written by
tobias-graves
American
Published
Oct 2, 2013
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