"Untitled", by Crimson_Tide915
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I lay here secluded, to these memories of the past,
I don't know where I am but I know there's no way back.
How do I get myself into these predicament's,
When the time is present it feels so right,
Now I lay here completely out of sight.
This pain I feel is tearing at me within,
These stupid mistakes I made this trap I fell in.
This is the Devil's work no doubt in my mind,
So I guess he is just going to have to suck up his pride,
For this is not a trap I'm going to let slide.
As I cradle these bones I once laid to rest,
I forget about all the things of my sorrow past.
For this is my new beginning of my life's crest,
I'll go on with life taking no breath from the past.
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Posted: 2011-02-24 14:18:36 UTC |
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