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Another one...
Indescribable I call it
The wrong feeling
Almost a sin
The emptiness in this verse
I cry as I write (literally)
My flesh looks for the perfect solution...
but the anguish reigns
The scream within
The shadow of my hands
The daily bread
It's just the depression setting in
Again...
The wrong feeling
Almost a sin
The emptiness in this verse
I cry as I write (literally)
My flesh looks for the perfect solution...
but the anguish reigns
The scream within
The shadow of my hands
The daily bread
It's just the depression setting in
Again...
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