Dont you just hate the biting of yourself
taking chunks out one at a time until you bleed all over again
making it hard to breath, move, dream
tracing circles in the sky above I look for a reason
stop the suffering.. love the lost. give in and give up
start believing in something
lay still and the movement stops no more twisting turning burning inside
empty and full
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