lying thinking,
late at night,
dark and gloomy,
without a sight,
the voices in my head,
pounding so hard,
telling me to end,
but its just hard,
but once I tired,
my brain tells me,
to do it every time,
it makes me insane,
over and over I'm in pain,
nothing will stop,
nothing will change,
everything will go back to normal,
as they say,
but it doesn't work that way,
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poems about life
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