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I can't change. I can only rearrange These wayward thoughts In my brain To seem A little less insane. Playing mind games In my brain waves, I'm a slave To the way I misbehave. I forgave, But those memories stay To haunt me and taunt me Both night and day. I think I'm stuck this way. Bottled rage Gravity's cage My daily stage. I won't engage. **** this plague Let it fade. I drift away. C.eM. 5.11.14
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Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC
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I can't change. I can only rearrange These wayward thoughts In my brain To seem A little less insane. Playing mind games In my brain waves, I'm a slave To the way I misbehave. I forgave, But those memories stay To haunt me and taunt me Both night and day. I think I'm stuck this way. Bottled rage Gravity's cage My daily stage. I won't engage. **** this plague Let it fade. I drift away. C.eM. 5.11.14
rynmccall
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Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC
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