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brink of destruction
without reason i am weakest around you
it seems that my strength is there within
similarity to nothingness bleak as it is
only hope stings the worst
and taste the bittersweet knowledge
that i wont ever say no to you
your strength comes from giving my power to you
i find that the depths to what disgrace
too haughty too much pride
really and here unfortunately i hide
ive been to the bottom of lifes cesspools
and pulled my way to the top
my head strong nature wont let me be wrong
you make me hurt jabbing the hot blade deeply so i die
but in my last breath i cry i love you
you look on me with disdain angered by your love of me
and from the fount of useless truths
the saddest part of loving someone is waiting for them to love you back
and knowing that they never will cause they dont love themselves
viewing my reality in such crystal clarity
it captures for one lonely moment
that we are but comforts to the other
we are each others port in a storm
so as we load another we shutter to think
that this is shakily loves brink
our edge is one step after we kiss
but ill fall headlong with you into the abyss
it seems that my strength is there within
similarity to nothingness bleak as it is
only hope stings the worst
and taste the bittersweet knowledge
that i wont ever say no to you
your strength comes from giving my power to you
i find that the depths to what disgrace
too haughty too much pride
really and here unfortunately i hide
ive been to the bottom of lifes cesspools
and pulled my way to the top
my head strong nature wont let me be wrong
you make me hurt jabbing the hot blade deeply so i die
but in my last breath i cry i love you
you look on me with disdain angered by your love of me
and from the fount of useless truths
the saddest part of loving someone is waiting for them to love you back
and knowing that they never will cause they dont love themselves
viewing my reality in such crystal clarity
it captures for one lonely moment
that we are but comforts to the other
we are each others port in a storm
so as we load another we shutter to think
that this is shakily loves brink
our edge is one step after we kiss
but ill fall headlong with you into the abyss
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