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Broken road

Down all the broken roads

Hearts beat with heavy loads

 

Thoughts sinking deeper

Memory I don't want to remember

 

I lie to myself the most

Saying evil things like a bad roast

 

The darkness in her eyes

With the words flow sweet lies

 

Cross roads of love and fear

Mistakes make them brought so near

 

Mind plays awful game

Fear of the unknown leave nothing to change

 

Happiness is a lie we tell ourselves

We think it's a choice like a can on the shelf

 

Either way I wind up hurt

Left feeling like utter dirt

 

I wish my heart could just scream

Just tell my thoughts don't be so mean

 

Outside as ugly as it's in

Thoughts playing pretend

 

No one can provide for me

It's only me it's gotta be

 

How am I supposed to take care of my self

When I can't even handle the pain I delt

 

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◄ God what's normal?

Dream or nightmare ►

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