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Expirience.
Words left on repeat to replay my backwards fading memories,
and I think you may have misunderstood me when I said
I might still believe in myself.
What I really meant to say
was that my mind still remains but I’m tied down to this shame
well you antagonize my each and every mistake.
These chains are such a waste of space,
I’ve given up on running away,
I finally took the blame and I think I’m ready to face this now.
I was so wrong to deny a belief in these demons,
the ones I willingly consumed…
all the while knowing I could never escape myself.
And I had every last one of you convinced I had them under control,
you thought I was stronger then this.
Too bad I was only just an easy target.
I was vulnerable and exposed but they kept asking me to bleed.
My confessions were begging for so much more.
Soliciting themselves with the promise of sewn on crimson reprieve.
I failed again.
But the lesson I learned,
and I heard it loud and clear…
we don’t belong anymore,
and you can’t even pretend you still believe in me.
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Published 25th Jan 2010
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