the worst of me
im sitting in a hallway
no light
no doors
nothing
darkness
just me and my thoughts getting crried away
but thats life
no light
no doors
nothing
darkness
just a pitch black hallway which i call my dull hideous mind
a place so secret
a place to keep people out
its a 10 pound weight
you never know what to say
you never know what to think
just darkness
that holds my poor dull hedious mind
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