From inside to out
The foundation of who I am has crumbled
And only who you see remains
I'm having trouble standing
The thoughts don't comprehend
Is this never ceasing confusion the end?
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The End Of The RoadPoetry
Poetry for the dead and dying. For the ones just done trying. Here's the words for you. It's a bloody dream come true. I can't promise it'll help you get through. But if your mind is dark It'll leave its mark It'll make your bleeding heart Just t...