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Things hidden in the dark
Paranoia lights the spark
Thinking about something taking my heart
And tearing it apart bit by bit
And I’m left with my thoughts of what could’ve been
Yet sadness is not what in my mind
More relief than anything
Because now infinite bliss is what I will be feeling
The burdens of life no longer weigh me down
Weightless like a feather, lifeless like I had been before
Yet now I truly am gone, not just wishing
And for reasons they will be fishing
Blaming others for what had happen
Yet I left on my own accord
For the emotional pain killers I could no longer afford
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