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1PM

Wine drunk, 1pm
Sight for sore eyes
I build, then I cry
Then I stop building
I'm built to be empty, so damn empty
Why did the devil send me?
I know evil and I try to leave it like
Cigarettes, sex. I repent.
I started resenting the pure-hearted
My dearly departed, why you?
Your breaths weighed more than my breaths so,
Why you?
I build, then I cry
Girls aren't meant to build, they said
Girls are made to mend
So why can't I make amends with the
Demons inside my head?
Lord, please forgive me
Half human, half atrocity
God is lost in me
But I won't stop trying to find Him
Dirt drenched nails digging into the
Skin of the past
If you saw the shadows
Hiding behind my grey eyes
Would you be strong enough to last?

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