Twenty-Three Sheep

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I can hear my heart pounding out of my chest as it tightens and contiunes to tighten. I want to cry, yet, something stops me from doing so.

Something inside me is starting to become more and more like that dark red wall. And I think...

It's growing.

I can laugh in the face of fear and... apparently not care for them anymore.

I thought I loved them. Cared for them. I thought it was all them that was making me suffer and live through the pain.

"Open your eyes!"

Of course, I am the source of my own suffering and sadness. Why didn't I knew sooner?

Did I know? No... none of this can't be right.

I still can feel their anger and sadness, which in return frightens me, saddens me.

I am not sure of anything anymore. Who am I?

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Listen to me, before it all begins.
Everything that I keep within.
Hear me breath these words and tell you
This is not who I am.
One sheep, two sheep, many sheep...
Lack of sleep...
Have been my downfall.
And now I will lose it all.
If it means letting you be happy.
Don't cry if the sun and/or moon leaves you.
Be happy it lives inside of you.

You can promise me that, right?

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