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Thirteen
In this place, I feel my fears are contained
Like mist inside the glass, it fogs my brain
It's far too loud, yet too quiet all at once
As if silence wasn't the thing I longed for more than touch
Can a fire still give heat when stomped upon?
Can a dream exist in reality, or will it turn to dust the moment it hits the air?
My blood still flows beneath you
Like mighty rivers inside our bodies
I'm no longer black and blue
It heals to feel my words bounce off of you
But if you echoed, it might be enough for me to make it through
I created this all to feel somewhat whole
I could destroy it if I want to feel brand new
It's far too loud in here, yet too quiet all at once
I created this all to feel somewhat whole
I'll destroy it if I want to feel some control
Everything echoes down here, so far underground
Empty caverns hiss as I crawl about
I recently discovered that life can't grow down here
It's a barren wasteland that thrives off of fear
If I created this all to feel somewhat whole
I'll destroy it when I want
Let go of contaminated spaces
To feel some control
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I am my own worst enemy. I am my own worst fear.