Confusion is such a wonderful thing; clouding my thoughts and making me feel incomplete
Destruction is now my master who misery will meet
Exploding raw emotion into a liquid friend
Crimson color paints my tears that have learned the perfection of pretend
Scars have tainted a once full of life heart
Soul cries out in fear that its time for it to depart
Before the liquid lover falls and rips away all hope
A life long struggle to find a way for my poor mind to cope
Exploding from the struggle to keep all thoughts locked up tight
The shield is slowly deteriorating and loosing over this constant fight
Defeat now plagues my inner thoughts as you read all my emotions
I knew I couldn’t stop the flow of loves constant motion
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