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Inside His Mind

He reverts back to the scars of his youth Fighting the demon he’s turning into Trying to sweep away a fire As he holds the igniter Lighter fluids doused all over the broom That's been his mood He sits alone looking a little confused Why'd you saw me to the bone? When you said it will just leave be a bruise He’s neglected He’s on his last leg And he’s desperate He’s hurtin’ So he decided he’s gonna get the last word in Going to tip the glass left Shake whatevers loose And close curtain He lifts his chin up On a chair in his room Hypes himself up with whisky and valium Tied a knot around his neck And then tied the knot to his roof There was nothing I could do Just dug my hands into my head Like I was about to tear it in two I’m sorry that I left us I feel sick to my soul My brain feels infected I just had to “dont know” I needed help from feeling helpless After al the sparkles I collected I finally got the nerve To speak up stop feeling nervous Only to suffocate on every word

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