There is no escape
Reprieve
From this cursed mind of mine
It writhes in silent spirals of pain
...
will you hold my hand when i dont know how to ask you to
will you hold it when you know no one is looking
will you have conversations with me when everyone is around
with just your eyes as you speak to everyone else
...
The world forgets many things
Like a following river
dynamic in its views
but oh, help me God
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