What's it like to not
Think care know
About these things that
Make this heart mind soul
Writhe in agony and cry
Cry out
Think care know
About these things that
Make this heart mind soul
Writhe in agony and cry
Cry out
Cry out cry out
Hold nothing back
Flood them with all of it
Cry out cry out
Let all of it rush
Let all of it wipe everything
Away
The flood
Cleanses everything
Leaves nothing in its wake
Except what started it all
To think care know
To writhe and cry
To be left undone
To be left unheard
To be left alone
.
.
.
Not gonna lie, that was kinda gay
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