3. migraines

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There's a hammer
Pounding into my head
Shattering my brain
Until only splinters remain
And my soul pours out of my mouth
Until the fire that was my spirit
Has been washed away
And I don't know who I am
Just a shell
Just a trace
Of who I used to be
The only words on my lips your name

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