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May 2014
Don't deny me my share,
Of the sorrow and pain you so hide
Give me all your love
And the hurt deep within your eyes

Let me take a stand,
And fall all over again in your lies
Let me take your hand
And show you what's kept inside

In my box of tears and scars,
An abyss that swallows all i keep
In the wake of a million stars
While my wrists silently weeps  

Stare in the mirror,
Can you not see what lies beyond
With your every whisper
Why don't you bring that blade along

Draw on me what you see,
Let the pain run it's course
Bear wounds, and let it be
And ask, What is it all worth for


To be made into ashes,
That swirl in 'tis moon-light
A gush of wind and solitude
A tunnels end has no light

As we walk towards morrow,
With handful of yesterday we keep
Every step is met by thorns
As my wrists silently weeps




Let it be known,
When they see our red
Of what we held inside
A part of their regret
In this maze me walk,
Every wall towers high
We gave birth to our corpse
In the dead of 'tis night
Not to be left alone,
In a hope to be alive
We kissed the blade,
In a hope to survive
But ghosts never hear,
The otherside of our tale
In 'tis land of the fallen
The brave one we so hail

Gone in a whisper,
Words pay no heed to the voice
In a deep slumber, to die
Stains of failure ever so moist
Keep distance and fall,
The pit will consume our soul
In 'tis journey to sun-rise
The clouds will devour us all
Charred pieces of stone,
What's left of our heart
Pushed in every direction
And being slowly ripped apart





Don't keep me from self,
There's no one else i made
With time and in rain
All but me will fade

Let me meet my maker,
Ever so if it's just star-dust
In the hollow of my dreams
Where lullabies never rust


Hold my love for me,
As i struggle to be freed  
For-ever in this chaos
As my wrists silently weeps

To be made of dark,
No flickering light shall ever betray
In the black of my eyes
Where all that ever lived is gray

Stab me where i left,
Bring me back from the dead
Burn me to melt my name
As i exhale self with every breath

'tis world knows no end,
Every road speaks in circles
Every word travels in disguise
And every scar screams ******

Yet, they'll come when we're gone,
Every one of them who're asleep
In the wake of a million stars
As my wrists silently weeps
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aviisevil
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aviisevil  28/M/india
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