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This is a poem I made from a collaboration that was very short.... I'll show what they sent me prior to not being a member anymore, then I'll show what I ended up doing with it on my own...


"So, I've planted my freak flag here,
Let the cat out of the bag here,
All my scars ever revealed,
Is how far I am from healed,
Chained by a straightjacket fear.

And I've listened to their pleas,
To let go and drop to my knees,
Heard how I must be confused,
All the assistance I refused,
Another symptom of some disease.
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What I slapped together....


Here is where I plant my freak flag
Where I let the cat out of the bag
I tried to hold it all inside my head
Hoping it would be worth it in the end
But, I've become just another drag

I've patiently listened to your pleas
To just let go, drop to my knees
I've heard how I must be confused
How all the assistance I've refused
Is another symptom of some disease

You sat back and watched me fade
Losing bits and pieces of me every day
Steamrolled by every scar I ever revealed
So far removed from ever being healed
What's left of me, I can't even say

Everything I do is a fucking mistake
Everything you are is so fucking fake
Every moment starts to feel the same
Caught in an endless loop, day after day
Stuck in this hell, I can't catch a break