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Same Old Song
I was a broken record
playing the same old scene
the guilt
the despair
the hate
my tears were silent streams
that always kept strong
the sound of a banshees
screaming at the top of their lungs
inside my head
The hurting, so intense
like nails ripping my body to shreds
I wanted to die
I wanted it to stop
I was betrayed
I was explosive
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