Back and Forth

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Just save me from my thoughts.

I think them all in vain.

The purpose of this hateful stretch

is to deal with all the pain.

No one can see through

to everything I hide.

No one should have to deal

with what I keep inside.

Maybe all I needed was

just one person to talk to…

But I couldn't open up.

I keep it until I blow,

and this fate…

It drags me down.

One day I won't see anymore,

and I'll wear my funeral crown.


Can you help me?

Just save me from myself.

There's just nothing here…

Nothing that is left…

And the pity I know

you think you feel,

cast it all away…

and turn yourself to steel.

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