The Darker Side of Poetry

ODD

I FEEL MY HEAD EXPLODING

I FEEL I CAN'T RELATE

I DON'T NEED THIS PRESSURE PINCHING

I JUST WANT TO INTOXICATE

I FEEL I CAN'T GET BY

SOMETIMES I WANT TO DIE

IF IT  MEANS I CANNOT CRY

I'M LEFT WITH ONE  GOODBYE


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