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Wreck

It's been so long since I've slept My mind shattered and disfigured by the hurt Impaired by my sadness, I can't function Oppressed, trapped, by something much larger than me I can't help but feel distraught and empty So I'll take it out on myself The fine art of self-destruction
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sinead-anderson
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Mar 2, 2011
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