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Heavy. Weighted. Pressed in. I Can't Move Mind spinning so fast Then It stops Everything .......... Stops .......... ...      .... Weightless       .... ... .......... But this isn't peace. It's merely the breaking of a worn out machine Gears frozen Couldn't turn them if I tried Can't even try s   i   l   e  n   c  e Can't stand it Too much space for painful thinking Music Loud Make me feel something Please Nothing More bass More volume Head is vibrating Nothing Maybe it's better this way After all Feeling nothing Being empty Doesn't hurt And I'm tired Tired of hurting
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May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 4:55 PM UTC
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Heavy. Weighted. Pressed in. I Can't Move Mind spinning so fast Then It stops Everything .......... Stops .......... ...      .... Weightless       .... ... .......... But this isn't peace. It's merely the breaking of a worn out machine Gears frozen Couldn't turn them if I tried Can't even try s   i   l   e  n   c  e Can't stand it Too much space for painful thinking Music Loud Make me feel something Please Nothing More bass More volume Head is vibrating Nothing Maybe it's better this way After all Feeling nothing Being empty Doesn't hurt And I'm tired Tired of hurting
EmotionalRoadshow
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EmotionalRoadshow
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 4:55 PM UTC
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