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03:36am | Oct 18, '06 | No Comments
The Painful Truth
How many scars till you’re left only with flesh
Not wanting to be held because you’re just a bloody mess
From the warm sweet touch and the taste for more
To the deep dark cuts and the cold gloomy floor
Have been abused around for the pleasure of many
Not a gentle smile or one worth a penny
Realizing the pain that can break a person down
Has the power to change you without changing your frown
The darkness inside has grown out of rage
Killing the good within me while I slowly age
I have passed my aggression in the search for revenge
For what I’m willing to do
People will seek to avenge
From the steepest moments I have learned to conquer
For the ones I have loved are the ones I am after
To give the best
And get nothing in return
Has been the death of me so now I am rebor