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The private thoughts of life void of control. |
| Determined to change World on the shoulders There's nothing here left worth the fight Fingertips calloused Firm grip on thick malice Sounds of it last all through the night Digressing slowly Yet quickly imploding Eroding........... insides turning out No signs of care showing Nor thinking or knowing This something just might take my life In need of distraction To keep from the action Who's the cause of this nights decline The detestable action Proves through recent habit That no one can save me this time |