it consumes me.

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there's a fire inside of me,
setting alight to all my anxiety
but the flames will not tame,
for this is not an easy game
it breeds depression in the smoke,
filling our lungs, taking away hope
and in the calm of the night,
when i can barely keep up the fight
screaming rages fill my mind,
corrupting the peace, leaving me blind

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