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Thoughts That Keep You Company

Get fucked

Get over it

I tell myself

Be so much more

Be forever different

You forget just, who you are

What you have already overcome

In a room that is cluttered

Do I stutter

As you do nothing

But shudder

This stream of consciousness is lame

And you are just one man

In this seemingly endless game

Why is it so painful, to simply hear your own name

Your name was given

Your life must be forgiven

Your emptiness is felt

For you share your pain

As the doves scream to you

In purple rain

And you ask yourself

Is this the meaning of insane

Is this the ending of your game

The one you play by yourself