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'friend'

Mute, and bitter silence
Is all I’ll ever hear 
For this emptiness confines me
And makes me pull my hair

I cannot forget him
For he took the last of my heart
I will always miss him
My brain all torn apart

I hope I get visited
That my parents once again
Come see their lonesome daughter
In this insane asylum

It gets pretty boring
Sitting in this padded chair
But useless I try roaring
Because they have taken away my air

I guess I will go now
For my nurse has come with my meds
I will be pretty bored now
That I lost my only friend

I hope you come and see me again
But of course you’ll be here soon
For my little friend up in my head
Me and him share a room

We share our padded chair
And we sneak in little breaths
They try to take away my friend
But the meds wear off instead

So only for a couple hours 
I’ll have to sit by myself
For my little friend 
Will surely come out

And start talking again

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