I found my voice
It was in the shed
I'll keep it with me
So I can use it againI found my hands
They were in the cans
I'll keep them with me
So I can use them againI found my eyes
They were near the dyes
I'll keep them with me
So I can use them againI found my ears
They were by the shears
I'll keep them with me
So I can use them againI found my head
It was under the bed
I'll free it from me
So my thoughts don't turn to realityI found my heart
It was in the cart
I'll shatter itWith a gun

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I don't even know anymore
AléatoireThere's a bunch of random stuff but now it's just turning into a poetry and short story book so deal. I'd like some comments if you wouldn't mind.