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It’s 3:15 on a Monday morning And you’re still stumbling through my brain I have not slept at all tonight, I am filled with too much pain.   I try to uncover my true self, Slowly removing each layer. Hoping somehow to find lov...

It’s 3:15 on a Monday morning

And you’re still stumbling through my brain

I have not slept at all tonight,

I am filled with too much pain.

 

I try to uncover my true self,

Slowly removing each layer.

Hoping somehow to find love there

Though I realize love hasn’t got a prayer.

 

For all I do is complicate things

And leave my emotions in the dust-

Living in a constant candor masquerade,

All derived from my inability to trust.

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