Make it Write Trapped In A Room by Candice Keeton, 15 Holding in my tears that can't escape fears, Holding in my personality in fear of my family's mortality. My face in hot gravel, sent by the sweet devil My aggression was taken by my depression termites living in my soul, feasting on my self-control. I'm stuck in a whirlpool... TAKE ME. TAKE MY PRIDE. TAKE MY SADNESS. TAKE MY HEART. TAKE MY SOUL. TAKE ME. I DON'T CARE!!!! My heart is stale. My soul is black. YOU TOOK EVERYTHING AND NOW I DON'T WANT IT BACK!!!!

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