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Depression flows through my veins
I wonder how long it will remain.
Bleeding walls, crying rain remember all this is a mind game.
Outcast at last here alone
Prowling the thoughts with no where to roam.
Thoughts creep slowly as I start to wonder. Life is a dream I begin to ponder.
Our bodies are here to live and die.
Why all the emotions that make me cry.
Open your mind to a place that exists.
Only to find yourself to be pissed.
My thoughts are scrambled feelings absurd.
These kind of things are neglect to be heard.
Sick and twisted without a doubt
I've lived this life I can tell you what its all about.
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