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My clothes stack up like a pile of corpses Like casualties of a war But don’t be fooled this is a loosing battle We see them there stacking up And know in our hearts we know it’s wrong But for our own sake of mind We ignore it
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Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 6:41 PM UTC
My Mind is a Mess
My clothes stack up like a pile of corpses Like casualties of a war But don’t be fooled this is a loosing battle We see them there stacking up And know in our hearts we know it’s wrong But for our own sake of mind We ignore it
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Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 6:41 PM UTC
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