My words are time and criticism
My mind an unknown algorithm
My dreams are spoken
But not clearly
I hold my thoughts so dearly
But inside I scream
You think you've seen blood?
Nothing compared to me
You would give your life
To not see the things I see
My life is complete
But not completely
I need sanity
To escape this profanity
I need death
To escape life itself
Someone stole my soul and left it sitting on a shelf
Just because I cry silently
Doesnt mean im strong
You think i'll be here forever
But soon I will be gone.
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