Just a little, Pull of the string, And you explode overThoughts don't settle? Or love doesn't ring? Let the demon hover
If that bullet strikes, think you can survive? Fish it out- While death hovers in doubt?No, you bandage it: The bullet, you can't quit.Stretch limits and all life's about
One step forwardKnowing you did your best, unable to face yourself otherwiseTake one step forwardKnowing it's not over yet, unable to face your own demise
Wait in the doc's clinic, Mood antisepticHe will help, As help is all you delveNo analgesia, Or anesthesia Face the hardcore pain, nerve spells.
One step forwardKnowing you did your best, unable to face yourself otherwiseTake one step forwardKnowing it's not over yet, unable to face your own demise
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Inspired by the poetic form that my favorite band Poets of The Fall uses. (The image used is deceptive I know, but couldn't get a better image for the poem.)
