Days like these make me emotional.wake up and the world is still.im on my own again.painful images stuck on mind.a storm is raging in my mental skies.confusion are they,leave me paralyzed and blind.the echo so high it threatens my being...the world is still.im on my own again.two streams of fire flow down my cracked,dry cheeks.scalding my face,crucifying my being.the wounds will never heal.scars they remain.
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