Elijah Reed

Eating Me Up

My emotions, they control my ways
and all of what they make leaves me out of it for days.
I wish they were like books, I'd read them all to myself
and when I reach a bad one, stick it in the back of the shelf.
But their not, and there isn't a single thing to do about it.
They hungry now, serve me up, chew me raw, and they just spit
me out, no longer satified with the flavor
of the pain that I emit, they want something they can savor.
But all the damage they do eating me raw takes the sw

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