The first night after your released, nobody expects you to get much sleep.
Your the waking walking dead.
In my case im not much better.
Walk to the kitchen;grab a marker
trace the path the blood will flow.
the lines i wear around my wrist s are there to prove that i exist.
tomorrow it will be easier to forgive myself and remember her without a guilty head.
these nightmare lines an empty heart,
we take for granted all these things that make us who we are.
Get up. Get dressed. Go to work. They all know who you are.
They can't believe you'd show up here, but that's just who they are.
Set up shop at your machine calibrate.
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Remember who you are. Remember who you are...

Here lies clarity in a perfect grave comprsed of a perfect steel.
The perfect blade glows a perfect white against the perfect lines from the last-perfect-night. im the perfect picture of complacency...and thats all i feel.
Slow motion replaces real time as the horror fills their eyes.
These claws will never kill again.
I am a monster clothed in crimson sleeves and perforated lines where my wrists should be. a warehouse full of workers scramble like a pack of bewildered wolves as my world turns black and i fall. and i fall. and i fall. and i fall. and i fall

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