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Oct 2020
I'm forced to face
What I've become
My Joy rises
And sets with the Sun

When stuck all alone
Who's left to blame?
When pride is lost
Why feel the shame?

I command both sides
Of this internal war
Neither side surrenders
Only my blood will pour

What doesn't **** you
Makes You stronger
But what if you don't want
to live any longer?

I'm Buried Alive
A Deadman walking
If no one's around
Can they hear my talking?

Breathe new life
Into my being
That I drag around
Lost without meaning

A helpless feeling
I can't seem to shake.
Life is a Death Grip
I can't seem to break.
You may be down, but you're not out. Stay Strong.
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