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My mind is my enemy The power it holds The inner darkness That no one knows I smile politely I play the role Nothing abnormal Just a game The mask is on Glued so well I question my sanity But still live in hell Always surrounded But so alone If only the was a pill To numb this pain I wonder if I'm broken No hope for her It's been so long I question the blur No one can see The darkness within The smiles are masking A rage so grim The confusion I have About who I am Tortures me daily I never can win The purging carries A sense of calm Forcing the food To numb the din My body is aching My mind is cold The reality of life Hurts my heart When will it end When can I breathe What am I holding So tightly within Only can I release this beast Tearing my soul Piece by piece Food is my weapon Again the fire Soothing the flames That rip through my mind Burning so sharp Do I even own my heart I need some peace From this crazy life That purges my thoughts With every dart Food is the bullet to my heart ... MG
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Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 5:53 PM UTC
The Power of Food
My mind is my enemy The power it holds The inner darkness That no one knows I smile politely I play the role Nothing abnormal Just a game The mask is on Glued so well I question my sanity But still live in hell Always surrounded But so alone If only the was a pill To numb this pain I wonder if I'm broken No hope for her It's been so long I question the blur No one can see The darkness within The smiles are masking A rage so grim The confusion I have About who I am Tortures me daily I never can win The purging carries A sense of calm Forcing the food To numb the din My body is aching My mind is cold The reality of life Hurts my heart When will it end When can I breathe What am I holding So tightly within Only can I release this beast Tearing my soul Piece by piece Food is my weapon Again the fire Soothing the flames That rip through my mind Burning so sharp Do I even own my heart I need some peace From this crazy life That purges my thoughts With every dart Food is the bullet to my heart ... MG
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Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 5:53 PM UTC
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