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All fault in the stars

All fault in my scars

It's between me and my blade

When I'm about to fade

I tried to go in this other place

A peaceful and high place

But I woke up safe and sound

And I started a new round

I'm bleeding out

But impossible to get out

Of this suffering inside

That destroys me passing by

I try to throw up the disease

When it's just words it's easy

But in the reality

I only feel empty

S.H.

05/02/2015