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Still
Waiting
For someone to come
A chivalrous hero
A rescuer or sorts
Nothing
But the silent beat of my heart
No one comes
Not like I expected them too
Darkness
It fills every corner
Every craves
Each and every moment
Stillness
As I lye awake
Waiting for nothing
All the while feeling the pain
Stinging
The cuts are still bleeding
Funny that they would
The pain makes it hurt less
Irony
That is all my life is
All an ironic joke
A girl with nothing feels everything
Better
I promise I will get there
But my fingers are crossed
Lying comes so easy to me
Shaking
My body is quacking
The flood of emotion keeps me shaking
How to make it stop
Blank
My mind dims and I forget
I forget everything I thought I knew
I give up everything to seek the truth
Death comes quickly
Not as painful as I thought
More so than life
ironically more alive now
For someone to come
A chivalrous hero
A rescuer or sorts
Nothing
But the silent beat of my heart
No one comes
Not like I expected them too
Darkness
It fills every corner
Every craves
Each and every moment
Stillness
As I lye awake
Waiting for nothing
All the while feeling the pain
Stinging
The cuts are still bleeding
Funny that they would
The pain makes it hurt less
Irony
That is all my life is
All an ironic joke
A girl with nothing feels everything
Better
I promise I will get there
But my fingers are crossed
Lying comes so easy to me
Shaking
My body is quacking
The flood of emotion keeps me shaking
How to make it stop
Blank
My mind dims and I forget
I forget everything I thought I knew
I give up everything to seek the truth
Death comes quickly
Not as painful as I thought
More so than life
ironically more alive now
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