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There's something inside my head.

It won't let me think.

No room to comprehend.

Damage done to a broken soul.

There's no healing.

There's no more control.

Why me? I ask myself.

Find peace? Only time will tell.

Still talking about the same old shit

Probably because I'm not over it.

All loss and no reward

Kills what's left in this world.

"Another year gone by

And nothing left to show for it."