words of contemplation...

We cut n’ we bleed/ with no common sense/ the scars surrounded/ by bloody pasts/ echoes of screams/ live in the veins/ to feel something real/ is to feel through the callous/ empty and numb/ from the shattered heart melts/ no longer making sense/ peace is corrupt/ hiding in the depths of shadowy graves/ there’s beauty in the dark/ where no sunlight reaches/ just a glimpse of spark/ a hand reaches in/ crying to grab/ says they wanna help/ but betrayal fogs the thoughts/ shaking at the sight/ I am torned from the memory/ what is this life…

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