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Lithium
It hurts
As the lithium
Takes over
My white scarf
Stained with your blood
Slowly turning red
As tears well in my eyes
And I watch you die
Murderer
The children whisper
In my dreams
Why do they haunt me so?
The lithium
Isn’t working tonight
And I still can’t seem to shake
The feeling of eyes
Upon my back
And the feeling of power
Of tearing flesh
Leers at me around every corner
Nightmares
Sweat beads on my forehead
Contents in my stomach
Showing once again
As your bloody hand
Reaches out to me
Through the darkness
The lithium only works for a time
Before the pain
Truly sets in
My whole life
Stained with your blood
As tears
Flood my bed side
And the children whisper
Murderer
As the lithium
Takes over
My white scarf
Stained with your blood
Slowly turning red
As tears well in my eyes
And I watch you die
Murderer
The children whisper
In my dreams
Why do they haunt me so?
The lithium
Isn’t working tonight
And I still can’t seem to shake
The feeling of eyes
Upon my back
And the feeling of power
Of tearing flesh
Leers at me around every corner
Nightmares
Sweat beads on my forehead
Contents in my stomach
Showing once again
As your bloody hand
Reaches out to me
Through the darkness
The lithium only works for a time
Before the pain
Truly sets in
My whole life
Stained with your blood
As tears
Flood my bed side
And the children whisper
Murderer
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