Chemicals

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My withering mind
Struggles to figure out
If you are my poison
Or my antidote

Will you pull me
From the darkness
Or will you plunge me
Further into the depths

Should I hold you close
And give you my heart
Or should I run the other way
And rebuild my broken walls

Do I bare my soul to you
And let you hurt me
In the hopes
That you could fix me
Æeryyy
Or do I push you away
To protect your gentle hands
From cutting themselves
On my jagged edges

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