state of me
i feel as though i'm living
living in myself
and i desperately need
need something
and when i get it
it's something else
i think that pain
pain is just a state of mind
and it's just a matter of time
till everyone leaves me
till the world
stomps out all my everything
you could spend years
putting your perfect world together
and in an instant everything can go
I’m going to cut all my ties
to the world so when this happens again
i won't be sad
when my world is shattered
i’ll be fine
it's already been through a quake
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