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Jan 2018
i cannot think
i cannot speak
and you can ask me why
but my brain is at it's peak

i cannot breathe
i cannot see
and you can ask me why
but my silence comes along free

i cannot feel
i cannot smell
and you can ask me why
"dear, my heart has terribly fell"

i cannot hear
i cannot be
and you can ask me why
but i'll answer with my blade as my key

i cannot touch
and now my eyes are swollen
but you can ask me why
"because my will to live has been stolen"
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