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My mind is on repeat of past words;;and actions;
that makes no sense;;
as it leaves my mouth;
said outloud and reaches my ears;;
and finally reaches my heart;;
This tumor thats pumping;;
I feel like I'm in a glass cage;
that only allows looking in but not out;;
I built up a world in my mind;; where I'am
Where do I stop;;
Where do I begin....
Where do I leave my heart?
In this bin?
I sit here late at night;;
labeling my feelings and saving them in;;
They are specimens;
I'am in a glass box that doesn't allow
Looking out. only in.
I'am tired of writing these letters to myself.
They always begin with Dear;
and end with; I wish you were here.
I wrote alot of Love Letters in my day;;
I'm waiting for a point in my Life;;;
when they will End.
I kill these inner pain; with pills;
already knowing they are here to stay;;
burrowing themsleves deep in my bones;
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