We packed our dreams last night
We got high
On the afterthought of life
And living light
It seems
we live on the edge
And carry the weight
Through to the end 
Walking in the last past
Hands tied
In between
Newsfeeds
status’ so high
news stories
With new horrors everyday
We forget the source
And the good words – to keep the darkness at bay –
The words we forget to say –
Another soul
For sale
She said she’s distant at best
She gave it all
Forgot to refill
She lives in and out of quotes
Forgot how to feel what’s real
Back and forth between
The alters
She’s bleeding
Right before the lord
And she’s going to bleed
Until she can’t hold the blade
Anymore
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