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Heathens

Fatigue sets in/
I bleed excessive/
A dream destined/
To be a weapon/
I wield with esteem and dreadful/
Belief and obsession/
A weakling blessed with/
A beating, fenced in/
Heart, feeding relentless/
I need to end this/
But Im too terrified/
I swear that Ive/
Been here before, the air that I/
Breathe slowly flares and fries/
And before I parish I/
Terrorize/
Myself to verify/
Where the error lies/
A scary time/
In a life snuffed like a candle/
Erupt and take a handful/
Enough to leave and dabble/
Disgusted with the mantle/
That Im forced to assume/
Born and introduced/
Too early, scorned and a recluse/
The form that I will choose/
Is a thorn that will reduce/
The adorned and astute/
Ignore me as I snoop/
Around, tormented and mute/
And Ill go unnoticed/
Some focus/
That I have, trust no slick/
Bastard/
Galavanting/
Around and just hope that/
Youre done poking/
Where youre shunned, broken/
Disrupt choking/
On the emptiness/
And petty shit/
And come closer/
Because youre my vitality/
My saddest dream/
Is to try paddling/
Closer to your shores only to die, drowning free/
Time handles these/
Things so asinine, randomly/
Throwing lovers around, their hearts denied callously/
If I had to blink/
Just to halt and stall/
The waterfall/
Pouring from my eyes, Id drop and crawl/
Through the startled, dark/
Abyss and promise all/
The thoughts that draw/
On me, have you forgotten all/
The haunted walks/
And freedom we/
Capriciously/
Stole, you believed in me/
And I recieved your sweet/
Laughter eagerly/
Please increase/
Your love and we can be/
What we were again, completely free/
The demons we/
Battled are the pieces beat/
Into the ground, tiles built feverishly/
Deceitful seeds/
We planted/
Averted disaster/
Easily/
So sing with me/
And lets flee the scene/
Like the heathens we/
Are, outlaws, lets bleed and drink/
And soon ride/
By moonlight/
A fool right/
On the cruel side/
Of his jewel eyed/
Doomed bride/
Its true Ive/
Been selfish, but soon Im/
Going to pay for those sins, entombed by/
A swathe of ocean/
Ive fought encroaching/
Reality, and Im locked and loaded/
This is not the moment/
That we part, take stock of open/
Chances left/
For happiness/
Ill proudly set/
The tone playing pickpocket's poker/
Im not the Joker/
But your crazy fits mine/
So pardon blowing/
Winds, lets start escaping and if time/
Catches up, angry and slits my/
Throat/
Then youll know/
This was all for you, my babygirl, live life/

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