The pain falls down on my brain like rain
As I am slowly drained
I try to remain the same as all is lost,
And nothing is gained.
Line by line I lose my mind
I search for things I can not find
I try to hide from the pain inside
But sooner or later I will die
My brain is fried
My heart is black
My soul is gone and I can't come back
And now my soul begins to twist and spin
I think about what could have been.......
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