as i look at the picture
of jacoby smoking broccoli
props to
I want to let you in on a story
that
remember the girl
abused with forks, knives, and razor blades
she
i could hear myself clear
from the living room
ruptured pain
I woke up and I feel like shit
I don't remember
I am awake under this blanket of fear
And I must
I will forgive but I won't forget
And I hope you
Today I saw my hero fall apart
The one who taught
I count the days that we have spent apart
I've got
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
What creates my
I'm not listenin', not anymore
The more I learn, the more
Blood of my blood, skin of my skin
A normal human
I'm dreamin' about tomorrow
I'm thinkin' of yesterday
I consume myself in
Hit or miss, fuck a fight
It's time to live your
Take me
And let me in
Don't break me
And shut me out
So
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