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You're fading from the naked eye Summers leaving me cold A failed attempt at nothing Your silence as always poison Forced in by your charms Your breath laced with cyanide Familiar slit wrist Intimate with thoughts of loss My head upon the table You'll slice it open anyway I feel so unsafe for now, for now The yellow tinted suicide A pointless problem unsolved I'm falling into nothing Sent into a spiral This would seem so contrived A feeling so inspired A veil of guilt behind it Cures meant simply nothing From Letras Mania