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This Thing
written by Khaotic08:50 PM 4/6/05everything gone through my head lost in the puzzle of this thing inside cant
seem quite sure to get out but im always locked inside my mind what have i
been through no questions ever asked nothing to answer no thoughts or
comments or reviews of what i do cant judge me noone there left for them to
judge me its all there waiting to be seen its there waiting to be heard is it
really that they are afraid to appear or is it that i am what is undefinable
to be what they see inside i seem to be broken left abandoned by whats
suppose to be there left here to be judge by nothing really left there i am
left behind realitys own freak of nature is what i am left to break left to
break it will all die inside it will all die inside it will all die inside its
falling from my mind each day it creates and grows inside generates feedback
creating me to break up inside torments and frustrates me it crushs me inside
cant run away it wont leave me alone trapped inside why does it have to be me
why is it always me why cant it go away trapped inside is what i feel broken
and forsaken is what i am lost within finding a path thats not there its
making me fall down falling down breaking down the torment infesting creating
this pain i feel inside |
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