the guilt.. the pain.. the questions..
the insistent pounding in my head..
torn to shreds.. torn to shreds
i'm torn to shreds..
the unspoken words
how strange it feels on my lips..
why and how and how and why
did we fall into this dark crevice
forever.. for never
the sanity that i'll never grasp
i've been dying for 21 damned months
one step forward two
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