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3 Stages of Death - The Realist, Summoned Titan
IP:
The Realist
Summoned Titan
BLACKOUT
My sight went from red to black, then I reflect on that
I saw his knife I took a step forward then faltered back
Is she worth a life, last though as my heart contracts
The hood I wore was the best but now it had stains on the chest
Didn’t feel the ground as I laid to rest, then I gained consciousness
LIGHTS
As I rise the sounds arrive to fill and revive my minds eye
My limbs feel tight despite the effort moving is a losing fight
The darkest of sounds clouds out the night then I hear a cry
A soft moan slides from the sight I don’t see by the light
That tears seen by the blind, I can’t bear to look so I go right
I didn’t have to overhead what they said, it was my fate to see this… dead
Underneath
Sittin lonley, so cold show me whos bold when i stand to something someone told me//
I feel restless light weight, depression, something my mind's hated for years of seventeen//
I ask myself, why am i by myself, without the lesson i've been here, shaking and shivering//
Standing watching family members cry a tear for me when i've been here for years//
I'm here, but now i'm gone, turned to see my body, now i'm in a 'dead run'//
I figured cancer or shot by a gun, but this is my life, i'm steadily joggin, whats done is done//
I remember the knife, pressed to my plates, i take a second to remember my fate//
Ran through, done deal, my chest hurts so much, i still feel the cold steal//
My lifes been stolen, for something of the heard run, since blind men can't see, i'm deaf in the long run//
Its obserd, i lived my life the way i wanted, now its cut short, put to the end//
Turn the corner to fall in a puddle, water drips, but i still sit dry look up to see... that this is the end//
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