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Tears are streaming down my face
my mind is a dark and desolate place
corrupted feelings, hidden rage
I'm so far gone I can't be saved

I am def, and I am blind
to all the things I left behind
shadowed memories and voiceless pain
hide all the things that I ordain

I tare myself down and build myself up
but so many things have left me corrupt
I build a wall to hide my scars
I am my own prisoner behind these bars

locked away for the world to see
all the shit thats berating me
pummeled by an invisible source
who could have thought it would ever get worse?

the tears that stream down my face
locked away in my desolate place
def and blind behind my bars
I am the maker of every scar