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Em Oh Em


Mind in pieces; never in peace She can only breathe Silence is a virtue Since inside her mind There are screams Avalanches fall like dominoes She is the only one who knows How the voices continue to echo "Don't give me those pills!" Now they won't stop Nails scratching Until she bleeds Falls to the floor It's never ending Sacrifice she said But it wasn't her She's been gone Even when she returns It's not her Those filthy monsters Relishing with joy for tears Leading victim to fire Cheering in light of struggle Oh their desire Those filthy monsters They show visions Playing with broken records And pins along her spine Sidewalks on the wall Broken knee caps They watch her crawl Em oh em Can I build you back up They only left dust as a gift But I can try and make bricks Em oh em Can I hold your hand They left you lying in the road But I brought you back in Em oh em Please don't go Again
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