I’m hanging by a thread, I’m dry, lifeless
all I want is to stop I want it to hurt less
It’s going on too long, time is a category I can’t define,
I don’t know what it takes to save this heart of mine,
So much has happened that has left scars,
why are we fighting all these wars
Does anyone win with the way we have been playing
if our souls stay alive what will they be saying?
If someone does survive what will they have left
you stole our lives but you do not call it theft
If my idea is the only one that stays alive
I won’t be heartbroken. It would hope it thrives.


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