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you could have known me truly and the selfish promises I have pledged but I saved you, I kept you safe, I kept you turned away from my edge safe from me because I'm a dark fall not intended to fledge I never intended for you to hear the truth in any of the words I said as clever as you are you don't really know fear and it's reins because you haven't hurt long enough to understand deepening pain you wont ever know the corrosion of our own devices until you refrain for as long as you can, only to feel them come flooding back in through every vein yes I know the cigarettes are killing me one nail in the coffin at a time and the ***** that's filling my sail is far too often unkind and yes, every girl I've laid next to haunts me in the hallways of my mind and the only blankets I can hide under for warmth have already began to unwind so now the dollars fill bank accounts and wallets and pockets but not the holes and they can't ever buy back the days of my fleeting youth I've already sold the price of living it once is forever after feeling you've grown too old and deep, painful regret is the last page scribed in every story I've told but you can never keep close to you what you never really had and you can't sit down with my heart, the child, and explain sad and no person or situation will ever cause me to feel I'm truly glad when every word given has only another misdirection of hope to add you said you'd whisper love sweetly but you kissed me and I tasted blood so take another day from me, steal my next breath in the rising flood make the lowest I can kneel beneath you my bruised hands in the mud crush the flowers, thrash the stems, poison the roots, clip the buds angels aren't enough to lift me up from where I'm falling heaven hasn't promises true enough for what I beg when I'm calling for help, for sanctuary, for relief from the increasing burdens I'm hauling and comfort lent is only stalling the demons that being me means brawling You could have know me to the color of my bone but I saved you in every way that I left you alone
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Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
ANGELS AREN'T ENOUGH
you could have known me truly and the selfish promises I have pledged but I saved you, I kept you safe, I kept you turned away from my edge safe from me because I'm a dark fall not intended to fledge I never intended for you to hear the truth in any of the words I said as clever as you are you don't really know fear and it's reins because you haven't hurt long enough to understand deepening pain you wont ever know the corrosion of our own devices until you refrain for as long as you can, only to feel them come flooding back in through every vein yes I know the cigarettes are killing me one nail in the coffin at a time and the ***** that's filling my sail is far too often unkind and yes, every girl I've laid next to haunts me in the hallways of my mind and the only blankets I can hide under for warmth have already began to unwind so now the dollars fill bank accounts and wallets and pockets but not the holes and they can't ever buy back the days of my fleeting youth I've already sold the price of living it once is forever after feeling you've grown too old and deep, painful regret is the last page scribed in every story I've told but you can never keep close to you what you never really had and you can't sit down with my heart, the child, and explain sad and no person or situation will ever cause me to feel I'm truly glad when every word given has only another misdirection of hope to add you said you'd whisper love sweetly but you kissed me and I tasted blood so take another day from me, steal my next breath in the rising flood make the lowest I can kneel beneath you my bruised hands in the mud crush the flowers, thrash the stems, poison the roots, clip the buds angels aren't enough to lift me up from where I'm falling heaven hasn't promises true enough for what I beg when I'm calling for help, for sanctuary, for relief from the increasing burdens I'm hauling and comfort lent is only stalling the demons that being me means brawling You could have know me to the color of my bone but I saved you in every way that I left you alone
brandon-barnett
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Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
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