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Crawling "Crawling in my skinCrawling by ~A-Flower-Child
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real"
I don't know what's going on,
people are screaming, and
my wounds are bleeding, and
my conscience is reeling about
every move that I've ever made...
I'm straining to stay on the surface of my mind,
I've escaped the hands of the cruelest kind, but
I'm still stuck under the mess of my heart, and it's
tearing me apart and I'm forced to keep on....to keep on...
""Crawling in my skin
These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real"
Is what I'm doing considered right?
All I've become is a ghost, only respond
Forgetting I try so hard to forget you,toForgetting by ~NezumiRat
I pretend to be what I am not any more,
But I don't care what they say about me,
I see this world without you,
I close my eyes to it all
to my mistakes
to the pain
to even my own suffering
because I know
I cannot bring you back.
Fine. I was raised in a city with no nameFine. by ~NezumiRat
My scars something I shall never forget
I do not fear the dark
We all have nightmares,
We all breath
Maybe that is why we consider it to be 'fine.'
I hate the action, I hate the mentality
I hate that I do not seem care enough to hate for even a moment.
The eyes that I would turn to are the very eyes I strive to avoid,
I wonder when I became this
I wonder when I was not.
Most of all I wonder,
what does it truly mean
to be free.
undertaker 
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