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Always

Always haunting in my head
Always taunting never fed
Let the feelings overflow
To what’s waiting down below

Always waiting my own crutch
Always wanted, not so much
Waiting for the end that’s near
Trembling with expected fear

Always there at the worst time
Always rope, but not to climb
The time is coming, almost up
Take a drink from Death’s black cup

Always prodding but no attempt
Always filled with self contempt
As Satan watches, his face smug
While making you my most wanted drug

Always there then disappears
Always hearing demons jeers
But I have won once again
And the razor is within my reign

Always there to control
Always leaving my dead soul
While the feelings may adjourn
Suicide, it will return

(16 Dec.2009)

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