21 (cut me)

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Bash my head in
Please open me like my mother never could
Make my exposed brain finally purge the heavy doses

I'm so clogged,
So cluttered,
My head feels like the door of a sinking ship
Clinging to better days

Denial runs through my veins
Cut me
Spill it

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