There's nothing you could say,
that would ever really take the pain away...
It's like i'm in a prison in my own mind...
hoping,
waiting,
for that small chance to escape this madness...
but anywhere i go,
it creeps up on me like a shadow...
it never sleeps,
and never eats,
can i ever win?
or face defeat!
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