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Monday, July 18, 2011

Satins Anvil

My heart is broken
My soul is in tears

Pressure building
Torment growing

Laughing eyes
Crooked demonic smiles

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide

Burnt to ashes from the inside out
Faking that little smile so everyone shuts up

Falling
Crawling

All used up

Burden too heavy to keep going
Crushed under the weight of my own self destruction

Alive yet barely breathing

Taking a continual beating

Black cloud
Failure
Constant struggle

Beaten down
No way out

Crushed under the weight of satins anvil...

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