Her eyes scream detatched
Her soul screams for a way out
She needs another option from relapse
This self destruction is all too familiar
Pendantic images of the past still haunt
A photographic memory is a funny thing
Not funny haha or funny stupid
Just funny in the way that the happy and sad coexist
Her mind is like a polaroid
Snapping images of every stranger she meets
She takes parts of them and finds them in herself
By doing this she takes the broken of them and replaces it with love
She ends up screaming
I need a way out
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