Saturday, October 10, 2009

A synonym

Empty fields move me
So much more than rooms filled up with friends
It reminds me that there's more to life than living
And maybe giving up's not bad
But part of letting go of you.
If i surrender to this feeling
Maybe all the aches and pains will go and i can close my eyes
Never again to have them open til i bleed out all I've been
I don't want to be alone no more
No more.
Take this razor sign your name across my wrists
So everyone will know who left me like this.
Sew me up my scars run deep
A reminder not to forget the times that we've had.

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