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The Gift of Life (A Prison By Another Name)

from The Tears Of Those Who Grieve by Bath Salts

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A locked room is a cage, a prison by another name.
[suffer, suffer]
An empty hall way is a street, one I can not travel with only feet.
[hang me up, kicking, screaming]

Disparity of self reflection is truth held by one’s perception
(You and me)
[drift apart]

Falling trees connect with me.
We go unheard like a caged bird.
Snowy faces and white powdered faces pile up in the back of my mind.

(slowly with confidence)
Falling.
I want to die, neurons fire poorly
(you're the same)
it couldn't get worse. My mind is wired to be unhappy.

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from The Tears Of Those Who Grieve, released March 25, 2013

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