Mental Breakdown
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The shell is cracking.
The edges are wearing thin.
Put me on the phone and I'll explode.
Scorched forests. Ashen skies.
I can't breathe in my own body sometimes.
I just hold it all in.
Water behind the damn.
I'm not passive aggressive, I just don't know how to handle sadness.
Throw the smile back on sweetheart, it feels so much better.
It all breaks down.
Flood.
Catastrophe.
Tears.
The edges are wearing thin.
Put me on the phone and I'll explode.
Scorched forests. Ashen skies.
I can't breathe in my own body sometimes.
I just hold it all in.
Water behind the damn.
I'm not passive aggressive, I just don't know how to handle sadness.
Throw the smile back on sweetheart, it feels so much better.
It all breaks down.
Flood.
Catastrophe.
Tears.
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