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DEMOLISHED

Ā (Warning, very dark)
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If only I could stop my tears
And lock away the fears
The pain from all the years
The bad blood that flows
The hurt that grows
There’s nowhere for it to go now
It’s bursting out, leaving lines on my brow
Words have been spoken
A rope around my neck
I’m choking
My heart is broken
It can’t be fixed now
Each day I awake
I don’t know how
Ā I can carry on living
I have nothing left
No more giving
Everything has been taken
Walking on glass that is braking
Smashing each step, I take
Each day I wake
Ā I don’t want to get out of bed
I’m hanging on a thread
Poison I have been fed
Thoughts I have always lived to dread
Are shadowing me
I wish I could get rid
Of the feelings inside of me
Set me free
Unlock the door
Lift me up
Ā From the cold damp floor
Forgive me for whatever I’ve done
Allow me to experience fun
Let me feel love please
I’m begging you on my knees
Is this forever now
My destiny?
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A Lonely Journey

Fiona,Ā 
That is so sad! Please don't be so, you're great!Ā 
It is wonderfully written, though, as I could feel your pain in every line.Ā 
Great writing! But be happy.Ā 
Hugs,Ā 
Matthew.Ā 

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Fiona Cummings

Dearest Matthew you have a heart of gold I appreciate you and value your friendship xĀ 

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