heads split like lemons
as the thoughts leak slowly out
spilling on the paper
and staining the wood
people sighting hurts
as the feelings are torn
until you think to yourself
why should i care
with this small realization
the wall comes back up
and you wonder if that's bad
wander through the day
and lose yourself in the night
when you come to
you wont remember
and everything will be all right

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