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Ode to Your Bloody Past
For who can know the torments of our hearts?
And who could fathom the darkest demons of our souls,
The same demons that wears us down with guilt, self-loathing and reproach?
Oh, who could put an end
To the muted cries and shouts in our head,
To the painful clawing on our chests?
How could we ever escape the darkness?
That we, ourselves have caused? Who will break our endless fall?
Who will be brave enough
And steal us
From the clutches of evil we let ourselves become?
Who will be there to save us, to redeem us?
For the same reasons we let ourselves lost.
Guilt stops us,
From reaching for the one thing we need.
Regret chains us
To relive the nightmares again and again.
The past, though it won't ever return,
Haunts us.
And now that life sends us a beacon
How do we dare move on?
Indeed, how do we dare move on?
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