You want into where I wouldn't go myself. The recesses of inside look like someone else. The thought of letting you see just how far I've given in, like shrapnel being pulled out of my skin. Pressure's closing in. I'm just as weak as I've always been. I can't let go of the things I wouldn't let you know. Just wanted to be unseen and left alone. Pressure's closing in.
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