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Twisted art
I feel weak
Because I always fall for my mind
For the things it shows me
And for the cruelness it hides behind
I know it‘s foolish
That it has nothing to do with the reality
Yet I never dare to run from it
Because it paints a picture of truth to me
So I can‘t stop myself
From digging that pain into my heart
From stabbing over and over again
And letting it become my own twisted art…
© BellaWritingHere
Because I always fall for my mind
For the things it shows me
And for the cruelness it hides behind
I know it‘s foolish
That it has nothing to do with the reality
Yet I never dare to run from it
Because it paints a picture of truth to me
So I can‘t stop myself
From digging that pain into my heart
From stabbing over and over again
And letting it become my own twisted art…
© BellaWritingHere
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