Pen and ink, blood and tears,
This is all of my fear,
Here I am again lonely and lost,
Sitting by this lonely tree,
While my disfunctional mind takes apart of me,
Awkard but yet usual, I'm just at my funeral,
Hatred burns right through my veins,
Feeling like I'm going insane,
Camera light flash but still no picture seen,
Its hard to relate to what is me,
Waiting for hours and still no one is here,
My eyes begin to fill with tears,
My heart is so hollow from all of this,
Can't tell whats real from all the mist,
Hallusination appears in my mind,
I think its finallt going to be my time,
Its my mistake and I'm going to fix whats rightfully mine.
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Ok,Now I'm Done
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