The 2 A.M Writer

Clawing

Please goddamit let me out

Let me out of the mud and shit

Trapped in the thickets and the thorns

Thrash around till I crack the lips that damned

Open me and take from me

Open me and take from me

Open me and take from me

Open me and take from me

Open me and take from me

Get me out and drop me off from here

Throw me back into the flames just to escape this

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Who do you comfort in when you can\'t learn to trust?