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Dead Inside
Copyright, Samantha
A veiw into my eyes.
A reflection of my mind.
A world, so black and grey.
A past, that never goes away.
A memory that stays in my head.
Regretting that I'm lost not dead.
A grip that's starting to loose.
A hold that I'm starting to lose.
Flirting with a wound so deep.
The blood just seeps.
I cannot cry.
I cannot hide.
I'm out in the middle of a feild while the lightening strikes around me.
I'm talking in my sleep, telling the enemy all my secrets.
I am the enemy.
I am the only one that can bring me down.
I am the only one that can make my body die.
Because I'm already dead inside