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broken bones
My mind is clutter
I see broken images
Steppingstones r build
But my path is block
From place to place I continue to walk then I stop
Running n circles
My strength is drain
Longsuffering, I continue to play the victim role
Using every excuses in the book
Islolating myself in my room
Dwelling on things I can't fix
Putting everyone feeling first
DAMN
I just paralized my mind by holding on to clutterness
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