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Jun 2017 · 457
Contents Under Pressure
Cool But Empty Jun 2017
Hold it together, hold it in
They won't know where to find you
If they don't know where you've been
Let the pressure build up
'Til you're feeling stuck
'Til you feel you might drown
And then swim further down

When the flood gates finally open
And it all comes rushing out
You'll find pieces of yourself
You'd forgotten all about
But they won't fit anymore
So the tide carries them out
And what is left on the shore
Is something broken and impure
Jun 2017 · 507
The 8th Deadly Sin
Cool But Empty Jun 2017
Let me tell you of something I was once in
What they call Love should be considered a Sin
It'll sound like Heaven but don't fall for the trap
I swear to God I will never go back
What started as my insides feeling gooey and nice
Became something closer to a gripping vice
Became more vital than oxygen to breathe
Then left me torn open without so much as a blink
It's not worth your while, to this I can attest
If you're not yet convinced, just wait for the rest
The fires that are burning in the depths of Hell
Are cool in comparison to those of Love's spell
Don't mess with this stuff; it's bound to leave you sore
And crying all alone on the bathroom floor
With a hole in your chest where your heart should be
Good luck trying to stitch up that seam
Best take my advice: it isn't worth your time
I wish I'd been warned before I wasted mine

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