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Disordering functionless nothing

Seeps through my raptured brain



The blood falls cold and silent

My tears, in puddles, like rain



Aching drowns my smile

The hurt burns down my pride



The strong you see before you

Its fake, just look inside



Struggling to break free

From the wrongs done today



But my exit tunnel has fallen

No light to brighten my way



Falling down into my pit

Emotions dug it deep



And not that I have written

I will sit and cry and sleep