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struggles in my head
I know I feel sinned,
My head a hollow tin,
mentaly on worlds rind,
Time is my only medicine.
Feeling tortured and in pain,
Actions and thoughts are stained,
Soul painted by this unwanted game,
Gripping life trying to stay sane.
My mind too rotten to remember,
Yet too tainted to forget my centre,
Please help me escape life's mentor...
My head a hollow tin,
mentaly on worlds rind,
Time is my only medicine.
Feeling tortured and in pain,
Actions and thoughts are stained,
Soul painted by this unwanted game,
Gripping life trying to stay sane.
My mind too rotten to remember,
Yet too tainted to forget my centre,
Please help me escape life's mentor...
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