My heart is beating
My blood is rushing
Apprehension is filling me
Dread is consuming me
Looking at this abyss
Inside of me
I lose my courage
Can I win?
I look in my eyes
From this river
I see this pit
I continue falling in
This abyss
In which my mind is in
Will I be
Or have I been
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