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Saviour

On the bathroom floor I sit,
Tears falling bit by bit.
Bashing my head back against the wall,
Falling further forever more.
In my shaking fingers I brand my knife,
Knowing I want to end my life.
Getting closer with every slice,
This is my only vice.

I slide down the wall my mind starts to reel,
Nothing left at all to feel.
My body lay limp bathed in my own blood,
Drenching me like an open flood.
It spills from my wrist like tears from my eyes,
From all the pain from games and lies.
I can feel my life slipping away,
Nothing left at all to say.

As my eyes slowly close and away I drift, Through my cloud mind your voice starts to sift.
I feel your warm hands on my icy flesh,
I feel your lips to my forehead pressed.
You have called for help I hear you yell,
Whether I make it yet is hard to tell.
My head it lays heavy on your strong legs,
A chorus of don't die you begin to beg.

I am surprised to find I want to stay with you,
The way you hold me like I am new.
Cradling close like a baby held tight,
I'm surprised to find I'm beginning to feel right.
To anything that can grant me just one wish,
If I am to die right now let it be with your kiss.
For very quickly you have giving me a reason to be,
A reason to live,  so you can love me.
Written by BrokynSyn
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