The hidden dawn,
it is creeping behind my back,
like a nefarious fawn,
ready to leap and attack.
My skin holds all the scars,
the ones that we endured together,
no matter what tars,
we promised to be forever.
Save me from this insanity,
it's eating me away,
my friends and family,
they have gone astray!
I walk down this hall once more,
I look behind me and see a figure,
his face holds memories of gore,
and I just run away from this fear.
I can't escape from this hell,
he knows my every move,
I trip and look and at that moment I could tell,
it was me in front that stood.
Save me from this insanity,
it's eating me away,
my friends and family,
they have gone astray!
I finally realize and start to laugh,
it creeps inside of me,
it's divine hatred is a craft,
until I can no longer see.
Aug 9, 2010
Aug 9, 2010 at 6:59 AM UTC
The hidden dawn,
it is creeping behind my back,
like a nefarious fawn,
ready to leap and attack.
My skin holds all the scars,
the ones that we endured together,
no matter what tars,
we promised to be forever.
Save me from this insanity,
it's eating me away,
my friends and family,
they have gone astray!
I walk down this hall once more,
I look behind me and see a figure,
his face holds memories of gore,
and I just run away from this fear.
I can't escape from this hell,
he knows my every move,
I trip and look and at that moment I could tell,
it was me in front that stood.
Save me from this insanity,
it's eating me away,
my friends and family,
they have gone astray!
I finally realize and start to laugh,
it creeps inside of me,
it's divine hatred is a craft,
until I can no longer see.
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