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[itsinurpalm]

your stuck with the inner linings of your tank,

and your trying to bang your hands through,

your in the bellowing of your own twisted mind,

and the night's air seems carry on through.

your life seems to be a locked up mess,

and your face seems to disintegrate into the nothingness.

i guess you must find the heart within the tussle.

you must find your love.

your own love.

and believe.

invisible man.