Sometimes I break,
Like a wobbly crate;
Into a thousand pieces.
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My body will collapse,
Right after I relapse;
I'm sorry is the only thing I say.
/
My head hurts,
My heart is no long alert;
To these unknown feelings.
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My heart is a crybaby,
Nagging me;
Like I'm it's disgrace of a child.
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All I can do is fall,
Into a tiny ball;
Wishing I was gone.