Backstabbed - Anchors Of Our History

I am minted like a coin
Shaped like a sculpture
By the passage of time
Drawn by my history
Erased from my memory
Told by a tale called life
I hold on to the chains
Which want to separate me
From my memories
Cause they're about to break
Eaten away by rust and time
The anchors of my history
Swinging by
No way back
All that we leave behind are memories
A few remaining anchors of our history
Disfigured by
Scars no one ever sees
No need to hide them
They are inside of me
As I'm fading away in waves
The sun carves my silhouette
Upon the surface
Of the sea
Selfishly i sink
Into the deep unknown
Without an effort
To release me from my tragedy
I hold on
I hold on
To the anchors of our history
Scars no one ever sees
The anchors of our history
These scars
No one ever sees
No way back
All that we leave behind are memories
A few remaining anchors of our history
Disfigured by
Scars no one ever sees
No need to hide them
They are inside of me
Never forget where I came from
I know exactly where I belong
No way back

Written by:
Maximilian Bross

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Backstabbed

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