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Jun 2019
Solemn and dignified I let the devil reach inside
To twist everything up with his twisted lies
Honey placed on my lips but a knife in my side
I let him slide past as he let me backslide
"I'm done with his lies" I lie to myself
Unless that lie is from him I can't tell anymore
Lines are so blurred like lines from tear stained poems
They're never good enough and I want to throw them
and throw up
Cuz I've never shaped up to the man I make myself out to be
It seems the seams of my dreams gets ripped apart by reality
My reality is I have no control and that scares me
Cuz holding on means safety
and I can't safely let go of things I'm too scared to fall
Let me talk myself out of this please
Reach inside and twist these lies
Just one more time
//On anxiety//
Jack Jenkins
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Jack Jenkins  28/M/Washington State
(28/M/Washington State)   
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