Hidding from my Problems
Im being chased ,
By trouble its after me ,
Its found a friend named chaos,
Theyre trying to gang up on me,
Couple years ago i met trouble,
Didnt like what ive seen ,
My friend reality always tried to protect me,
It was killed by chaos ,
No longer will i live in peace with trouble and chaos ,
On my back trying to snap me ,
No longer will i be protected by reality,
Chaos has aleady gotten me.
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