I feel myself falling,
Falling,
Falling,
Falling.
I lay in the pit of despair
My faith is crumbling to bits
I'm dying and I don't care
I know now that this is it.
Passion I once held
No longer concerns me
For I know in life I've failed
And I see no point for me to be.
I'm giving no faith to life
I'm letting myself give in
I'm ready to pierce myself with a knife
I'm accepting punishment for my sins.
I've finally fallen,
Fallen,
Fallen,
Fallen.
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To My Death
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Here We Are, But We're Still Lost
I have spilled my heart on this journal and now I am making it public. I doubt what you will find will interest you much. It's only my battered soul.
Lol, sorry, that was really angst, wasn't it?
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