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War of the Nut My heart’s still beating, but I’m still bleeding. As the bullets fly I hold on tight. My world in riot; the situation heating, My heart is still beating, but I am still bleeding.

I watch myself fall with my enemy defeating. I shut my eyes and cringe in fright. With my heart still beating, my wounds still bleeding, I let the bullets fly as I hold on tight

I feel you all around me. Your fading soul surrounds me. I can feel you in my skin, You’re the sweetest taste of sin. I can still feel your presence And I’m drowning in your essence. I miss your warm familiarity And your comforting clarity. This house, it feels so empty. My tragic thoughts are tempting. The ghost of your voice echoes. In my mind, it creates a fiasco. It almost seems unreal Because in my dreams you are still here. In denial that I’ve lost you, It is vile, and yet so true. They say you’ll live on And that I should move on. But how can that be When you’re not here with me. But I promise I will not wallow Even though my heart will remain hollow. I’ll find the will to survive For in my heart you remain alive.
 * Haunting **