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I'm counting my sins 1, 2
I'm counting my sins,
I might enjoy it more if I was stabbed by pins,
I need help - I'm not me today,
I feel as if I'm literally starting to decay,
Higher and higher it seems to go,
How much more do I need to know?
Make it stop,
It's all your fault,
Perhaps its also mine,
You told me I'm the reason why you had to die,
Please, let the list be done,
This list has only just begun.
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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