And you never even noticed
The darkness that came upon me
All the times I was doing "fine"
Was an act, a lie
Suffering.As i watched the stars
And the moon
So pure, so bright
Yet so far away and
Only showing half of themselves
It reminded me of
All the times I cried for help.Because I liked the darkness
So it was the darkness I became.
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