jack's ennui

I hear your voice inside of me
Distant
And trembling
Every second remade
Taken from my life
And given to you

Can’t you see that it’s withering me?
Curled up tightly, afraid that I’ll make the wrong move
I’m sick
And I’m tired
Look what you’re turning me into

I’ve become so scarred
Because under the surface
There lye the wounds
That you may never see

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nice pumas asshole.