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Peace
Sometimes life is so dark,
I wonder if there’s even light,
I feel no need to cry anymore,
I think I’ve lost the fight.
I can’t catch my breath,
Face in the mirror I don’t recognize,
However this smile I smile,
I’ve really come to despise.
Glancing up again,
There’s a dead look to my face,
Now there’s the girl I've come to know,
Heartbeat an unsteady pace.
Sighing to myself,
I crawl back to my bed,
Pestering me about each of my flaws,
Are the voices in my head.
Closing my eyes,
I drift into peaceful sleep,
Still feeling the slight trickle of crimson blood,
I recall; peace does not come cheap.