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My concussion is you. I fell and you, Slowly killed me. Senseless for what i thought. You tricked me with every shot. And thinking i could get over, Every minute just lasted longer than the rest. And in what Was left, I found the shattered thing that once was alive in the chest of one who didn't deserve it. And now, You've seen I am stronger. And Laying in this, Hospital bed, just thinking that, I could get used to this instead. But not until, I confess, You were my mess to begin with.
