Heading for disaster.
My brain is like a runaway train.
No emergency brake no stop.
It's getting closer, seconds away
I'm ready to crash and burn again
Look behind my autistic problematic Then maybe you will see the real me !!
Who is that staring at me Blood red eyes a soulless smile so familiar!! So twisted and tormented I see the fear, the scars, the smell of dec...
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