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Cristian Diaz

This isnt really much, just something I wrote to get out of my chest. Ironic how much I try escaping, I leave myself aching, From thoughts that consume from time to time, I wonder if I will ever figure out what is truly mine, A cycle of nightmares when Im not asleep, Each and every story marked in deep, Happen to find myself in isolation, But shes the one who saved me from false damnation, I know there are things to live for, Especially when my eyes are left sore, In reality or in a dream, Tell me, Is this what you really need? Problematic, In constant panic, Within myself, Creating my own hell, When it comes to a heaven I know, That youre close. Im dull, Sick through the skull, Unusual for one, Two minutes of my speaking and youre already done, Pain is turning to first priority, Although I tell myself not to inflict in majority, And with my mind almost running black, Sometimes I can never look back. But with an embrace in which we carry, In clear clarity, Sorrow fades like smoke, From words that had made me choke, I am saved. Tell me, Is this what you really need?

Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 02:32:45 +0000

This isnt really much, just something I wrote to get out of my - TopicsExpress

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