Lonely songs of violent relapses
I'm afraid of bravery
Yet here I stand
Tall and proud
Blood dripping from the wound you left
Pooling beneath my feet
Yet here I stand
Eyes dried from weeping
Mouth closed after all the screaming
I whisper and I tip-toe
I please and I love
Yet here I stand
Naked and bloody before you
Under the glow of the midnight moon
I will no longer fight for my life in order to live it
Right now I must rest
Let the light rain down on me
I hope and pray you see the good in me
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Nicole Alexis
A 22 year old romantic with a lust for life.
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