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A garbage can
Acid trip
I am
Living in a world if felines
Food and trash
I'm caught beneath the nails
Of a cold corpses' hand
Haunted memories of who i am
Dea ophelia
I'm trying to tell them u have scared the world
The voices tell me i am dieing
But i tell them i feel fine
I feel fine
Tell them you're fine!
Tell them you're fine!
Tell them you're fine!
Tell them you're fine!
A garbage can
Acid trip
I am
Staring at you all
Through closed casket walls
Maggots crawl inside a hole
Beside the wall
I will lay here in this coffin
'til i figure out my feelings
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