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Shrinking Reasonability
im dead, im dead. my head, it hurts. i feel so numb. i think so dumb. my brain, my brain… from thinking, it refrains. the pain, the pain. its all the same. always the same and im to blame…
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Supernovae Crochet
I can feel the fire in my heart light up again, maybe once more, though turns out sorting all my past mistakes out is such a chore…
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Awakening Alarm; Human Ant Farm
Where do you belong?Where do I belong? Somewhere in this world?Does anybody know? Where do I belong?Where do you belong? Why am I so wrong?Why is life so long? Who really am I?I don’t even know myselfI want to say goodbyeBut I also want to fly I don’t fit in this universeI’ll eventually be in
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Depression Session; Inability for Expression
Woe, woe, woe – woe is my foeCreature from hell, down from bellow Yo, yo, yo – yo I’ve fallen lowUp and down, the string of sorrow No, no, no – no I cannot growThere is so much more that I doth not know I want to run and run and never look backTurn the
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Spiral of Doubt
If there’s a former and a latterIt’s probably the latterThe former doesn’t matterIt’s just meant to scatterYour heart and your mind, it’s only hypotheticalJust meant to tickleYour nerves, unearthedYour feelings of doubtThe things that you shoutThen you sit there and pout Overthinking, the ship is sinkingDown down down we goFill up buckets with water, throw
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