Page 159 of Jagged Souls
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It has to be. It can’t just be dark.
It can’t just be me in this misery.
The silver, the bronze, the rusted old metal
The lining…
The line…
Where is the fucking line?
Feeling the breeze, I run towards the exit
Only to find crumbling rock.
Feeling the crack, I sigh in relief
Only to raggedly scream.
Feeling the nip, I grin at my last friend
Only to see death’s marching end.
STOP!
It loves me.
It loves me.
Don’t tell me the lies.
The drink isn’t the solution.
I’m alive. I’m alive.
It’s my friend.
It’s my friend.
No.
It’shelpingme.
Why can’t you see?
Why can’t you see, you fucking bitch?
It’s helping me!
You just want me to die.
You want me to suffer
A stick in your eye
A hole in your lover.
I love you.
