My heart is weary my eyes deceiving
My mind is unbalanced
My dreams are counseling the pain that I have
I can feel it in my feet like sharp thorns that jabs at me but Im still breathing
But barley making it through
All the cracks in my lungs its hard to get through
My mind is the enemy my heart is the hero
Following your heart is hard when your heart is not beating so watch your breathing
Crying a tear is a breath that is taken
Open your eyes and see what is timely look in your dreams never what\'s behind me
I want beauty not beauty and the beast never to feast on what is desist But to feed on positive energy
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