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Mountains

She came into the room,
The day I had broke down.
Her hand patted my back,
My sobs were the only sound,

Sometimes I can't move mountains,
The mountains oftenly move me,
Sometimes the sky isn't my limit,
For I can't fulfill a life that's so empty.

I've seen doctors but they don't help,
Instead of caring they write out scripts.
Emotions multiply and time is at idle,
All those shrinks couldn't give two shits,

Sometimes I can't move mountains
As easily as those mountains move me,
Sometimes the sky isn't always the limit,
For I can't refill my will for life that's empty.


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