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Something More

She was something more.. My heads banging like a Viking drum Raining like the heavens cum And it drips from my window But theses shadows of her linger Near my bed and in my head This could all be skitzopfrenic banter How I wish tho Not today tho I just miss her .. The sound of her The feel of her Not her drugs tho I think I'm the only one who doesn't want it from her I'm clean I actually just worry And Miss her my heads in a flurry But all she does is hurt me It's so hard to break from her She's got this grasp On my soul And it hurts I just told her to burn my number But now I just want to hold her I'm so weak for the broken My spirit and bones are still healing Wings torn from me and boiled I am nothing In this melting pot It's so hard to give up The only one that's in your thoughts Ive got a gun cocked But its just for my rocks it gets me hot Lifes dull grey and boring My souls snoring I'm about to jump off a cliff to feel something..

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