To You, my friend
My friend, the one I trust,
I run away to you in life,
You're always there in my darkest times
And we never seem to walk in strife.
Have I gotten lost, or did you go away?
I still see you, but it's not you,
All you want for me is pain.
Your eyes have turned to darkness
And your fingers into blades,
Go on, kill me as you smile,
Cut me up, throw me away.
You've tossed me aside and so
You must not want me anymore,
But wait now, there you come,
To slash me up some more.
You've got me figured out now,
Yeah, you've got it right,
Wait until I'm almost healed,
Then jump back in and make me fight.
I'm battered and scarred all over,
But go right ahead, what's one more bruise?
I'm on the edge, and my toes are dangling,
But there can't be much left that you've left to do.
Or is there....
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