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soaking up tears of blood
im startin to drown
climbing down
a rungless ladder
oh peace              oh pain
i scratch in vain
but their feeding on something
much deeper than feeling
if i don’t move from this de-elevation
maybe i can stop the exfoliating
sheering shells of yesterdays
in all the ways       a daze
a numb
oh wont You come
im going to hell
and i cant stop it
my innocence fell
made me a broken prophet