Can you?

Can you stop the pain.

All the games.

The tears, all these years.

Can you stop the rain.

All the medications.

The news, all the media.

Can you stop the abuse.

All the dead people.

The deaths, all the suicides.

Can you stop the itching,

All the burning inside.

The emptiness, all the reality.

Can you stop the crying.

All the helpless people.

The mourning, all the poorness.

Can you stop the bleeding.

All the images.

The life, all the hands.

Can you stop my cutting.

All the razors

The attempts, all the addiction.

Can you stop me?

All the battles.

My death, all of my surrenders.

~Kesha~

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