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Here it is, wide open,
Take a look, hell climb inside
Here I am, time for the reveal
A gaping hole where a tired
Withered heart is still
Barely beating and lungs
That are forced to breathe air
Against their will
Hands that could not learn
To quit petting burning dogs
A mouth sewed shut to prevent
Words from causing self-inflicted
Injuries, unnecessary pain
So step up, get in line
I won’t hold back
Take your turn, see what you can do
I’m ready now
Cause somehow you still see me
A person you never even knew
With a full, blood red beating heart
Lungs that live to breath life
Every second of it
Hands that can melt the coldest shoulder
And a mouth that speaks
The sweetest words
You’ve ever heard
So step up with your delusions
And I won’t hold back
And in time
You too will come to know
My demons and my pension
For constantly slipping
You will come to know
The fucked up scenarios that
All added up created
The shadow of the man you see before you.
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