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My life is crashing down around me,
And my mind can't be my own,
I plug my headphones
Into my ears,
And pray i don't come home.

My eyes they aren't for seeing,
My mouth does not form words,
My hearts no longer beating,
My life is leaving in spurts.



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Nov. 29, 2011 at 4:56 pm:
Pretty much sums up how I feel all the time. I like it.
 
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