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The Light Is Taking Me To Pieces
It is me Can you see it … I
miss you again
this month
Hey. It's me. How do I look?
Are you there? Sometimes
I don't think.
... My words are on the
board. The cure,
It took me to pieces, but
it was the
only cure, ...I got
nothing more, just the
Light.
The Light...
Because the box
was too small,
I put on makeup a few
minutes ago
And then it killed me no
more.
Small box, too small on
the inside. I had
on nothing
Under my shirt. Worry, it
won't bother... Escape and
hide Can no longer be
used
As I say. Do
I was always terrified, Now
Talking, I still have a lot of
work..
Show people things are...
Oh,
It is good,
like speaking,
Better than irritability. I
hadn't been here before,
but...
It was painful.
People used to be
so terrifying
It's true..
It is me. Can you see it?
Cure,
I want you to be
Always thought.
Alright
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