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A hole. Inside.
Sweeping my mind aside.
Taking over my sane.
Making me insane.
I dunno if I’m doing right,
Or why I’m still holding tight
I just know I need YOU
To slap my face and wake me up
Get my grip and stand aside
I’ll get over it. Promise.
Just let me mourn a little more bit…
