dark skies
slash at the rhythms of the day braced by confusion listlessly i ride the bus thru the rain my life behind me my pain in front this is not the place i hoped to be the windows paved over w/a black spell only hell can bring me the peace i need a piece of my soul is lost searching for its other half but the bus bounces i’m bound for great disappointment another failure chips the glass before i know it i’ll be shattered a sharp pane left there bare is hope even worthwhile when i’m bathing in the blood of tomorrow
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