Friends
Some come and go
Some come and stay
Seems like I cant keep mine
Not all of em anyways
Losing them was like loosing part of my soul
Wanting to shout where no one can hear me
Losing All sight so i cant see the pain
going numb so i cant feel the pain
Becoming deaf so i dont hear the screaming the pain
spiraling into a dark hole
that forever has control of me
feels like Slicing riping tearing
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