Leave It All Behind

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Sometimes I just want

To leave my room,

Leave it all behind

Go out into the wild


Becoming something savage

And free


Sometimes I just want

To scream at the mirror

Scream at the mirror

Until my throat rips


Silent for the rest of my life

And at peace 

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