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Pieces break

In solitude

It never seems

To go my way

I have been bred

With anger in my veins

So that love afflicts me

Worse than any heart attack

I may not trust so easily

I may never trust at all

The paranoia earthquake

Shattering my inspiration

The pounding never ceases

Nor does my desperation

Pieces break

In solitude

It never seems

To go my way

I await for judgment day

Just in case there is a chance to be saved

I won't hold my breath

Because I don't have much left