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snap goes the bones and the self esteem watch it's disintegrating soul the lies and truth it holds and the physicality unfolds snap the bruises remain bold whether you can see em or not black and blue- the color purple is my camouflage snap snap goes the crackle and pop it's got the veins running on adrenaline pretending it lacks what I can do is save other people in the struggle or change the planet but I can't even help myself god ****** snap snap goes the heart **** the insults **** the compliments i just want some common sense I tried to stay strong but I wanted it all I guess just watch these London bridges f a l l snap snap goes your fingers to rhythm and flow slap goes your palms to something other than countertops at bar spots not so fast- it isn't the Beat Generation I'm convinced you live in the past snap I'll be ****** if this is forever because I have a head full of poetry yeah. **** me. I can't stop these similes and hyperboles literary insomniac snap and I'm going to open a map to snap back into reality where fear and pain reside here but one day they won't find my tracks relax and forget because Im never coming back snap.
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Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 7:39 PM UTC
Snap Out of It
snap goes the bones and the self esteem watch it's disintegrating soul the lies and truth it holds and the physicality unfolds snap the bruises remain bold whether you can see em or not black and blue- the color purple is my camouflage snap snap goes the crackle and pop it's got the veins running on adrenaline pretending it lacks what I can do is save other people in the struggle or change the planet but I can't even help myself god ****** snap snap goes the heart **** the insults **** the compliments i just want some common sense I tried to stay strong but I wanted it all I guess just watch these London bridges f a l l snap snap goes your fingers to rhythm and flow slap goes your palms to something other than countertops at bar spots not so fast- it isn't the Beat Generation I'm convinced you live in the past snap I'll be ****** if this is forever because I have a head full of poetry yeah. **** me. I can't stop these similes and hyperboles literary insomniac snap and I'm going to open a map to snap back into reality where fear and pain reside here but one day they won't find my tracks relax and forget because Im never coming back snap.
#mentalillness#domesticviolence#heartbreakhope
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Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 7:39 PM UTC
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