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The numb feeling It's back I thought I was healing But I've been hacked The Demons came back meaner then ever They have the upper advantage, even though I fight back They have there hands on the grey lever But they have something I seem to lack My head is a dangerous place Spinning with millions of thoughts and images My head is acting like a dark cold locked case Acting as though they can be characterized as erysipelas. I scream and I shout But my voice comes out silent and I am mute Everything I learned as a defense starts to become a doubt Everyone is giving me a shameful expression, kicking me aside with their boot So instead as my defense I curl up I hide from the world to avoid more pain Waiting for someone to letup Instead there’s just overwhelming distain And I extinguish that old flame in me in submission
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 10:58 PM UTC
Numb
The numb feeling It's back I thought I was healing But I've been hacked The Demons came back meaner then ever They have the upper advantage, even though I fight back They have there hands on the grey lever But they have something I seem to lack My head is a dangerous place Spinning with millions of thoughts and images My head is acting like a dark cold locked case Acting as though they can be characterized as erysipelas. I scream and I shout But my voice comes out silent and I am mute Everything I learned as a defense starts to become a doubt Everyone is giving me a shameful expression, kicking me aside with their boot So instead as my defense I curl up I hide from the world to avoid more pain Waiting for someone to letup Instead there’s just overwhelming distain And I extinguish that old flame in me in submission
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 10:58 PM UTC
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