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i feel like a soul trapped in a body that is trapped in a mundane, sad life and i need a weapon to break this body open so that my soul come spilling out and i can be free oh what should my weapon be? so many choices so little time before the time bomb in my mind explodes leaving me a mess of thoughts and emotions resurfacing repressed memories makeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstop the demons have been let out of their cage again and they're here to play tugging on my heartstrings constricting my throat crawling under my skin begging me to join them it's so easy, you can do it i know you can just hold on tightly, pull the trigger, that's right, you're doing so well we'll see you on the other side
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Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 9:16 AM UTC
weapon
i feel like a soul trapped in a body that is trapped in a mundane, sad life and i need a weapon to break this body open so that my soul come spilling out and i can be free oh what should my weapon be? so many choices so little time before the time bomb in my mind explodes leaving me a mess of thoughts and emotions resurfacing repressed memories makeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstop the demons have been let out of their cage again and they're here to play tugging on my heartstrings constricting my throat crawling under my skin begging me to join them it's so easy, you can do it i know you can just hold on tightly, pull the trigger, that's right, you're doing so well we'll see you on the other side
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Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 9:16 AM UTC
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