Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fadesStones to throw at my home
Masochists to which I cater
Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me hate to digest
I wish I had a reason
My flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying
Wish I'd died instead of lived
A smile hides my face
Shell forgotten
With it's memories
Diaries left
With cryptic entries
you don't need to bother
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds
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