The shame is confining me
As I have journeyed through my self inflicted vandalism spree
I shrivel under the spot light
My body has given up its last fight
Bruise my tortured soul
While I question if I will ever be whole
Bound by the chains of my choices
Now I hear the yawl of the devils' voices
Pining to be in remission
So tell me it will come to fruition
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