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It’s hard to tell what hurts more,
Being all alone, or the slamming of the door
On the brink of insanity is when you’re most sane
Seeing everything for what it is as u feel the onset of pain
In a catatonic state, paralyzed from head to toe
Staring forward, watching life like a TV show
This is when you realize what its all for
But you can’t talk, your frozen to the core
Not looking at anything, but seeing everything
Waiting for the grip of death to take hold
Blinding you with the freezing cold
This is it; this is the last dance
This is it; this is the end of it all

----- by Scott

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