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balk
in my fear I awoke to a nightmare
cringing inside and weeping
losing myself I started to slip
into the darkness no grip on reality
it hurt this place of desolation
no, hurt doesn't describe this pain
I was grieving wave after wave
I send out my soul to find my spirit guide
I could only faintly hear him
return home he said
I had left with no regrets
jumped into the land of Nod
guns, violence, oppression
hell on earth
I bear the weight for three days
I couldn't take it anymore
even suicide didn't seem an option
though I toyed with the notion
my skin was heavy and tight
I felt the weight of my flesh and I balked
into the frying pan
where I was reminded I'm all too weak
the world is harsher than I remember
back home I am reminded to be grateful
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