Trying to bend the truth
as days go by
judging me as an insane criminal
just as i take the leap from my suicide
People pretend about loneliness
just to see scars
of convincing thoughts
of freedom
So I'm left to provide symbols
from what i thought was missing
as my inner courage
became my pure weakness
And so I shall start again.
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