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mechanics of my body
thoughts
in my head, they’re racing
while in my heart
the demons are pacing
rattling my bones
now my back is aching
from the battles, I’ve fought
when there was no escaping
I pushed and pulled my way through
stitching myself up
when I ran out of glue
always without choice
never had a say
when you have no voice
how can things be okay?
in my head, they’re racing
while in my heart
the demons are pacing
rattling my bones
now my back is aching
from the battles, I’ve fought
when there was no escaping
I pushed and pulled my way through
stitching myself up
when I ran out of glue
always without choice
never had a say
when you have no voice
how can things be okay?
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