~Pain That Exist ~

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There is a rat
I called depression
Inside me,
Eating all my entrails.
The pain goes to my brain.
So my head is going crazy
My head is killing me

Would that kills me?
And I am so sad and tired
If only I can end it all
Looking at the past that reflects back to me.
My pathetic life.
And where am I?

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