Pandemonium

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What can I do 

If my life is falling apart

At first slowly 

Like a traffic jam

But then fast

Speeding across highways


Maybe 

When the walls come crashing down

I'll be still alive

Strong

In the center of the 

Pandemonium 


What if 

I'm trying to stay strong

But even my legs can't hold me up

No longer

If the only strings that hold me 

Snapped 


Well they did


And I'm left in the pandemonium 



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