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Is it better to abstain
When souls beside me cry
Inside my heart there’s

A river of fire
But I am too tired to die
This place is full of hurt

I cannot concentrate
My face is in the dirt
And change is babbling beneath

I’ll just write about it
And lay my soul to breathe
If I die in a bed of blood

The angels will
Take me home
To a place where

I finally belong
With my darling Mom
But the truth is

I feel so alone
If I feel so alone
It’s been too long

Time has passed
Since I was pierced
By my story

Wearing tight shoes
No ‘Jackanory’
I am lonely

Yet never alone
has simply

Formed me into
An angry savage
With a bloody bone

On bended knee
Still terrified to
Use the phone