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Do you know what it's like? To be imprisoned In the past? I am Locked up in a cell Of unforgiving memories And mental stains I tried to hide And blood underneath My fingernails And I just can't Scrub it all away I just want it all to end This ******** Nonexistent road of endless Turmoil and boiling hatred And emotional leakage I am so ****** off lately And I just don't give a **** About the things I used to give a **** about Have you ever just Not cared Awakened by hostility And sedated with "It'll be alright" No, **** you It won't be alright, okay Because it's not worth my time of day To pretend Like the little things don't matter Because they do They really do
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 3:37 AM UTC
Little Things Matter
Do you know what it's like? To be imprisoned In the past? I am Locked up in a cell Of unforgiving memories And mental stains I tried to hide And blood underneath My fingernails And I just can't Scrub it all away I just want it all to end This ******** Nonexistent road of endless Turmoil and boiling hatred And emotional leakage I am so ****** off lately And I just don't give a **** About the things I used to give a **** about Have you ever just Not cared Awakened by hostility And sedated with "It'll be alright" No, **** you It won't be alright, okay Because it's not worth my time of day To pretend Like the little things don't matter Because they do They really do
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 3:37 AM UTC
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