demoner i halsen

I got this thing
stuck in my throath
it slowly kills me
its going to, soon

I remember you words
I do what Im told
I twinkle above
this mess with the old

Chewing the problems
like gum I spit out
resting my head
but Im longing to shout

/me

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må väl,
jag återkommer,
först måste livet tas om hand!