the incessant screaming
of the voices in my head
tell me to let it go
tell me to let you go
but see, its not that easy
you were torn from me;
no goodbyes were said
now i have to go through life
with a best friend that is DEAD!
What the fxck do i do now?
pick myself up from the ground
no, this is where i belong,
face down in the dirt from a world full of hurt
that couldn't handle him.
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