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Instruments blunt and sharp
Pound hands and feet
When all is said and done
Will feel defining beat

Broken from inside
Outer left to rot
Mind left in state of shout
Twisted in its thoughts

All becomes negative
Based on what's real
Always be negative
It's one way to deal

Mirror shows agony
Another day to dread
Nothing more disturbing
Than the words in my head

All that's left in my body
Are traces of slivers
I know that I will be dead
As I feel my last quiver


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