I can see my self around.
The other me, tell me lies,
Talks about all the pain and suffering in my life.The other me, wants me to commit suicide. he smiles while pronouncing the words 'kill yourself.'
And i have tried, hypnotised by his words, but there is always something saving me at the end... It must be the love to live.
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PoetryThey are dark They will hurt They will kill us They are sad They are you