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by: Anonymous

Shut my mouth, I'll keep me down
Just me and isolation

It's just a test, to the death
I don't deserve a thing

I'm digging for my bones
and I can't find any
There's no trusting liars
who can't hide any
I won't stop
until I drop,
I'll fight

Wish I'd drown
or get lost
and never get found
Instead of help
search for hell
and lose myself

Cutting off my lifelines
Shutting off my tired mind
Suffocate my conscience
and leave me completely frozen

Keep digging for my bones, until I disappear
Hide away in corners, for it's life that I fear
I'm waging war on me, there's just no place for me

Get it up, and get it out
It's louder than screams and shouts
It's just a test, to the death
A way to keep me humble

I'm running from my mind
and I can't get out
There's no way up
so I'm falling down

©2000 Anonymous. Reprinted with Permission.

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