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Out

Pens to the paper
Ash in the tray
lack of sleep causes me to suffer
My mind is on an endless loop of songs, words, loose end thoughts that i can't seem to find the end to.
Helplessness seems to overwhelm me on nights like this.
That small irrational fear that i know i can't do anything
I won't ever be able to do anything.
Is it all subject matter to change?
Or am stuck?

I need to get out.
I need a way...out.
Written by Tabzor (Tabz)
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