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Losing it.

Your silence is killing me,

Your held tounge is twisting the knife,

Your disapearence from my life untie the ties I have to it,

I am on my last legs,

My last stand,

I'm trying understand but I can't see,

I'm losing it and you know.

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Published: Oct 19, 2014
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Tags: #depressed #lost #control #losing

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