Dark.
Alone.
Cold.
Laying in bed.
Crying.
Tears.
Screams.
Curtains are closed.
Blue.
Hurt.
Fucked-up.
Always the same.
Cut.
Dead.
Lonely.
No one cares.
Fake.
Missunderstood.
Ignored.
There's no encourage.
Cold.
Alone.
Dark.
An endless circle.

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Endless circle
Dark.
Alone.
Cold.
Laying in bed.
Crying.
Tears.
Screams.
Curtains are closed.
Blue.
Hurt.
Fucked-up.
Always the same.
Cut.
Dead.
Lonely.
No one cares.
Fake.
Missunderstood.
Ignored.
There's no encourage.
Cold.
Alone.
Dark.
An endless circle.