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Victim of the mind


I'm a victim of the mind. Trapped on the inside. My thoughts swim around To this pain I am bound. Help me be okay. Because cold and still I don't want to lay. You don't know how it feels to have these scars that don't seem to mend You don't know how it feels like to be a blade's best friend. Alone in this world I have found comfort in my sorrow. Excuse me , would you happen to have some happiness I can borrow? Without love. Without hope. Without a smile , tears are all I know. I tried to reach all I could be, But the monsters inside me won't set me free.
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