Help .....rushing within this soul of torment
inside i feel i'm dying a failure
the hands so grace have torn my pain
and the chest bares flase shame
brace the morning kill the dawn
as the sun light is beauty
and the moon lyes in my arms
with slit wrists that i bare
hidden but still so open
and is this my saving grace?





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Tonight I Sleep Without Closing My Eyes
AS I DECAY
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Tonight I Sleep Without Closing My Eyes
AS I DECAY
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Tonight I Sleep Without Closing My Eyes
AS I DECAY
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"I realize that, historically, phrases like 'massive redistribution of wealth' are usually accompanied by rivers of blood. That said, it's about time for a massive redistribution of wealth."