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Insane

This pain

The strain you put my mind on

Makes me want to write

Come up with a lyrical phenomenon

It hurts but it works

The words start flowing

Information overload, my hands keep going

Feeling like a fool right now

Guilt clawing at my chest

Head voices full volume screamin out loud

Made you get excited just to bring your mood down

Unintentional, didn't mean to

But what the hell does it matter now

Deed's been done

The damage made, nothing is the same

Wounds inflicted, emotions scarred

Trust broken, can't reclaim

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