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cleanse me with fire

its all too much to take
boils over onto my flesh
its all been lost on you
a rotten finger pointing in our direction
one final assault
begging to no end
for the decency to end my life
this suffocation
this suffering
tearing at the fabric of everything
its all been lost on you
nothings real in your eyes
and i cant make you see
its hopeless and never enough
cold and lifeless
hanging in the stagnett air
so many promises
so many empty words
spoken so clearly
no matter how hard you try
you can never take back the lies
its over the damage has been done
the hatchets been buried
deep inside my back between my molting wings
cleanse me with fire
let me fall to the earth and take root in the soil
everything seems dull
feel like i have to pull my heart out
just to witness it beating  
to see if im even alive
laying beneath the fallout
the wreakage
enough preasure to turn coal into diamonds
knowing its all been lost on you
just a rotting finger pointing in our direction
Written by stepintomywinter
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