Crack

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Blank – my mind
Crack – my psyche
Bust – my hopes and dreams
Lock me in a padded room
Emotionally I’m lame.
Trunks of trees
Trunk of me
My heart is built of wood.
What’s the point of breaking out
When everyone’s the same?

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