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Poisonous claws are tearing
My flesh and soul apart Violently depressed I’m running I’m lost. Bloody tears on my cheek Frantic beat of a broken heart A knife’s blade I feel in it I die. Deaf to the world, blind in darkness I’m running from myself Tormenting ghosts are haunting What was once my soul. I give in, tired of running Limbs rend apart by daemons They sting my eyes and still I hear Their laughter in my ear.
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