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C4C as always.


You’ve led me astray again,
Congratulations on all you’ve failed to believe in,
Heinous images,
You’ve forced upon me with full knowledge of my weakness,
You’re killing me,
You’re killing me.

You never let me in,
And now the bite of the cold air is eating away at my fingers,
I see you watching over me,
With such contempt,
But the truth is I know all of your secrets,
You’re killing me,
You’re killing me.

The flood is raging in,
Past the walls you erected to keep us dry,
So I turn myself in,
They force you down my throat,
And I drink the wine,
You’re killing me,
You’re killing me.

I remember every country town,
We went to escape the routine of the metropolis,
But we let ourselves drown,
In the comfort we derived from each other’s presence,
You’re killing me,
You’re killing me.

Nobody really thought it was true,
The stain glass,
We bought it for you,
Did you really think it was true?

I tied up my hands,
So the only thing flowing through them is you,
But such drastic change is permanent,
And I’d hate to give my life for a culture so untrue,
You’re killing me,
You’re killing me.

You seem so comfortable,
Wearing every last conviction on your chest,
But the aching inside of you is infectious,
You’re killing me,
You’re killing me.

Freedom,
It’s everything to me,
Yet I adhere so violently,
What does it really mean to be free?
I'm here to help

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ok, as usual pit is being very unhelpful except andychalmers, so im gonna go post this someplace else


And a master of storytelling...

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andychalmers102, that story is awesome.