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Too Late
Sleepless nights, Endless days. Constant fear, People look my way. It comes at night, Whispering to me. Talking to me About what is to be. Two weeks it ...
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Depths of Insanity
Depths of Insanity They think they know me, They think they understand. But they’d know to flee, From the fire in my hand. They try and control me, ...
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Why?
Why? Because of everything.