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In my mind I see the way things should be
One sides thriving
The other snaps me back to reality
I take the long road home dreading my return
The wind cuts through me
As I trudge down death row
Awaiting the burn
Of a broken home and a broken life
And the cold steel of this cursed knife
The line between death and dead within
Has blurred together once again
In my room I rest upon these cold bed sheets
My thoughts swirling
As I sit and listen to my hearts steady beat
My fingers grasp my notebook, torn and old
The last page is bare
Reserved for this last day
When I lost my hold
On a broken home and a broken life
And the cold steel of this cursed knife
The line between death and dead within
Has blurred together once again
In my mind I see the way things should be
One sides thriving
The other snaps me back to reality
I take the long road home dreading my return
The wind cuts through me
As I trudge down death row
Awaiting the burn
Of a broken home and a broken life
And the cold steel of this cursed knife
The line between death and dead within
Has blurred together once again
In my room I rest upon these cold bed sheets
My thoughts swirling
As I sit and listen to my hearts steady beat
My fingers grasp my notebook, torn and old
The last page is bare
Reserved for this last day
When I lost my hold
On a broken home and a broken life
And the cold steel of this cursed knife
The line between death and dead within
Has blurred together once again
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