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shadowsofthought — Spinning Sanity
Published: 2009-09-13 03:42:00 +0000 UTC; Views: 63; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 2
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I can feel myself slippingI can feel it calling
Crawling like a thousand needles
Burning like a thousand suns
Varying from day to day
Hoping I will not see the suns rays
Pen to pad
Knife to skin
You let yourself sin
My own demons brought me here
Where i don't want to be
The light sears into the skin
Even in the darkest corners of me
Demanding that I stay sane
When everythings going to hell again
The only thing that makes my life worth is pain
But I can not go down this road again
Yet it calls to me like
A scent calls a glutton on the wind
And here I sit in my spin
Reminders of the sins
Of my past
As they crash
On the shores of my skin
