I crucify myself every time this train of thought tangles the tongue ties and I bleed black blood it’s like I wish I could set fire there will be no rebirth without death I am always on the edge looking over I won’t jump but the urge runs through these veins in vain I crucify myself every time this train of thought tangles the tongue ties and I bleed black blood these thoughts cut like nails through the wrists I don’t want to be a fallen star of morning


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