Jane Tomlin - Mortal

What happens when you become the main source of the pain,
When you can no longer hold it in again and again
Insurmountable, its hacking away, its eroding at your soul.

It leaves a hole that no one can fill, no matter how hard they try I keep on pushing away,
Can't control it and can't take this.
You don't fit in they say I'm not one of them I'm not part of this and never will be.

Jane Tomlin

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