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Racing mind, beating heart ,

Oh I Know , I Know what it is

But the black smoke with fog is poisoning around.

With trembling lips I say,

Today I kinda despise you ,

But would it be the truth?,

Afraid of demons taking toll, messing around

Depressed soul , mourning heart

Oh! It's too much ,

Now, I can't keep it long,

I won't be afraid of death ,

But I'm afraid of  me without you.

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