The poisened apple

Laying wasted on the ground
broken dreams do really pound
wanted to fight the fate
leaving my heart with hate

The poisened apple I ate
carries all that weight
I should have gone insane
All the things fill my brain

Flying torn loose in the sky
slightly addicted to die
My faith no ending to my fears
made me afflicted with tears

Dreaming hoping and thinking
Feeling wishing and sinking
Dull myself with my own blood
Broken sweet salt flood

Don’t feel guilty for me
My life ain’t worth to see
The happiness I breathe
is poisened by myself

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