My Salvation

My dreams
Not on the list
So absurd
No one cares
While I fell
While I held the knife to my wrist
Whatever happened to the love we once shared
Was it swallowed by pain
Or stolen by hate
Did we finally have our salvation
Or is this gun my salvation

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