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by PiggyPie   Mar 9, 2013


Spill the answers, let me release my soul,
Entangled in a mess of yesterday, the day before
Screaming, shouting, bellowing; can anyone but me hear?
I think not.
Writhing, turning and twisting; can anybody but me see?
I think not.
Pained, betrayed, confused; can anybody but me feel?
I think not.
Spill the answers, let me release my soul,
Relieved, dismissed, righted; can anybody but me feel?
I think now, they will.

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