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MusaRed — Divinity
Published: 2011-04-30 03:53:49 +0000 UTC; Views: 120; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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The walls are like my jail cellWhy the hell am I doing this?
I wish I could stand up and ask for help
Maybe then I would feel bliss
Headaches full of fire
Shaky hands
I don't feel tired
I'm just playing with my hair and the strands
I try and reach for a cure
But no one's hands stretches out
Now I'm alone and unsure
In a pool of my spit and drought
I don't think I'll ever make it out of this
I stand alone in abyss.
