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Ayay

I die inside each lonely night
I take drugs to get high
never have I
take so I don't fly 
I can't I can't 
ay ay
pie in the sky
fuck it why try
I can't get by
I never sleep
hurts to move
hurts to lose
nothing really exists
all the walls are melting
back inside my mind
I don't think
I can make it out
so many times
I asked for help
got nothing
everything broke
so I help myself
I eat that colour
to make it go inside
everything else
just history repeating blue
is a trigger
I cannae figure
fate is bait
diamond dazed
passion snaps back
to the past over again
forever within
a broken being
no love nor healing 
memories rush
pressure builds
a broken veil visible
inside the mind
pictures videos
repeat and overlap
the wind slowly claps.

©JM.Cole

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