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Stop Killing Me

Sorries won't do;

So much bruising.

All black and blue;

I'm always losing.

 

I don't want to be my own casualty,

Stop killing me, stop killing me.

I can't treat this with levity,

Stop killing me, stop killing me.

 

All these tears

Streaming down my face.

All these years

I felt like a disgrace.

 

Trapped in a cage

That I can't escape.

So much rage

That I can't escape.

 

Darkness consumes me

As well as my fear.

Something feels so near,

Something I can't see.