The taste of cold steel on my lips,
The rope around my neck
These bitter pills and razorblades seal my fate
Demons resolve me
Another voice whispers,
"This is not your choice, there is more to this if you hold on"
Temptation it taunts me
The urge for escape
Hesitation means something
Am I stronger than this?
I choose to hold on
I am not my own
I will not let go
~Corpus Christi - It's Always Darkest Before The Dawn
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