Gut me to stop the pain
in my stomch

grab my esophagus
to keep my from screaming
and yank
as hard as you can

[help me remove this knot in my stomach]

once your done
burn my insides
to keep me from holding on

[ill spill my guts only once more]

hold me
though hollow
i can still feel
i will still bleed for you
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ill set up the easel
hand you the paint
and set you to work

when youre done
we'll step inside
ill follow you

this world is nothing, after all
but acrilic and canvas
you can make your way
through the tough times
painting over the pain
with bright color[ed pills]
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sometimes
i feel like there is both
a noose and a millstone
around my neck

but there is no place
to tie the rope
my high flying dreams
crashed long ago

id drown in self pity
if my damn of depression
wasnt broken by manic rocket rides
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