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Taken
Reach in grab it with both hands.
Hold it tight squeeze the life out of it.
Use the blades that are your words tear it apart. Let it drip, emotions flowing like a rapid river. Hold it tight squeezing the life out of it.
Remove it from me, take it with you when you leave.
Pulsating shivers run through these cold veins. Finding a soul that no longer lives. Emptiness fills the space of negativity in it's place. Blank looks on your face, still it beats in your cold hands. Ripped apart they call it art, the pain and sorrow I'm left to swallow.
With humble grace I try to embrace those positive emotions flowing in the air. Words unspoken grabbing those whom surround me trying to crawl back up off the floor. Head held high while you imply I'm simply nothing.
Reach in grab it with both hands, hold it tight while you squeeze the life out of it.
Hold it tight squeeze the life out of it.
Use the blades that are your words tear it apart. Let it drip, emotions flowing like a rapid river. Hold it tight squeezing the life out of it.
Remove it from me, take it with you when you leave.
Pulsating shivers run through these cold veins. Finding a soul that no longer lives. Emptiness fills the space of negativity in it's place. Blank looks on your face, still it beats in your cold hands. Ripped apart they call it art, the pain and sorrow I'm left to swallow.
With humble grace I try to embrace those positive emotions flowing in the air. Words unspoken grabbing those whom surround me trying to crawl back up off the floor. Head held high while you imply I'm simply nothing.
Reach in grab it with both hands, hold it tight while you squeeze the life out of it.
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