From my eyes bleeds the truth of my thoughts these days.
No matter how hard i try to hide these marks it has its ways.
To reveal to the world the waves of thoughts i try to keep secret.
And betrays me in the days of doom to ignorant others.
Thank the Lord that they notice no more the depth of my cut.
They dont discover how the despise for myself,
Grows with each time he floats to my head.
And the stab rips the scars of mine.
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