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It's here again That feeling of doubt I am at war with myself I'm at the point of where I can't go back Not this time I'm sorry It's not you, It's me, is all I can say Even my painted smile is fading My mask is falling I know you'll be there for me But you know life is like flies Friendship is born and it dies It's like standing on the ledge A breath away from spiraling downward Past cotton candy clouds I really don't mind this demise My heart is flying But my mind is dying I know its to late but I want to start over I'm going to rewrite the first page of my life You know my mind could be fixed But hell has a lullaby that is so calming Come and fix me please Play a game of doctor to fix my weeping soul I don't believe my body could take another cut What can I do? It's here again Doubt I know this pain wont last I know that this knife wont help But to see the cotton candy clouds Sweetens up the whole deal But a hug just might help One of flesh and blood But once I get to close I go spiraling down farther Down to hells sweet lullaby But this feeling This feeling of doubt will go It will go past cotton candy clouds To a safer place Past cotton candy clouds.
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 4:30 PM UTC
Cotton Candy Clouds
It's here again That feeling of doubt I am at war with myself I'm at the point of where I can't go back Not this time I'm sorry It's not you, It's me, is all I can say Even my painted smile is fading My mask is falling I know you'll be there for me But you know life is like flies Friendship is born and it dies It's like standing on the ledge A breath away from spiraling downward Past cotton candy clouds I really don't mind this demise My heart is flying But my mind is dying I know its to late but I want to start over I'm going to rewrite the first page of my life You know my mind could be fixed But hell has a lullaby that is so calming Come and fix me please Play a game of doctor to fix my weeping soul I don't believe my body could take another cut What can I do? It's here again Doubt I know this pain wont last I know that this knife wont help But to see the cotton candy clouds Sweetens up the whole deal But a hug just might help One of flesh and blood But once I get to close I go spiraling down farther Down to hells sweet lullaby But this feeling This feeling of doubt will go It will go past cotton candy clouds To a safer place Past cotton candy clouds.
To those who understand what this means...
rebekah-elizabeth
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 4:30 PM UTC
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