Clunk
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Clunk
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Clunk
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Walk
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Chunk
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Scar the metal dungeon floor
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Clunk
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Clunk
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Clunk
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Stumble
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Duck
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Bow away your will to think to live to love to feel what you hold dear
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Clunk
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Clunk
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Clunk
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That sound
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Moan
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Mooooaaaannnnn all night all night no one can hear
Clink
Clink
Clink
Shout
SHOUT
I'M HERE!!! I'M HERE!!!!
Clink
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There's no one here
But you my brother
In your own head
Your self-made prison
Self-hating
Loathing
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Clunk
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Clunk
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Clunk
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Tug
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Hug
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Your chains
Your friends
Your sole belief
That you're alone
In your grief
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Comments & Feedback (2)
@RichWithey there's no he. It's them :) so many people out there, oppressed and isolated by their own doing. They surrender to fear and regrets.... I feel like I want to grab them, shake them, slap them a couple of times, and throw them in a pool of nurse sharks. 15 minutes later, once they're done crapping their pants, they'll realise: hey that wasn't so bad, I'm alive and swimming with sharks. Cooool.
@RichWithey ur so sweet π what I meant was brothers from other mothers... And yes I agree with you about fear. It's a contagious disease.. Awareness is like a vaccine... But if you do catch it there's almost always a cure π
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