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Author: Headstrong
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 05-10-04 - Updated: 05-10-04 - id:1605563
FoRCeOfHaBIt
5/10/04
Slide that damned blade across your wrist
It's force of habit
Force of habit
Bleed the love that's lost away
Is it your
Force of habit
Controlling all I used to be
Lead me down this darkened path
To no place
I'd rather be
Broken, scarred
I laugh
Fuck your damned redemption
I don't need your sympathy
Bleed me down into my soul
Scarred once
Leave me be
Force of habit
Break me down
Tare up all I need
Let go of all my dreams and hopes
Cause this is reality
I don't need this
Force of habit
Taking me away
Lock me up and push me under
Caged for all to see
Fuck your damned redemption
I don't need your sympathy
Bleed me down into my soul
Scarred once
Leave me be


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