Sometimes it feels like I make myself suffocate.
Sometimes it seems like they make me suffer.
Sometimes it feels like I can touch the dark side.
Sometimes it pulls me into deep, dark places.
Sometimes it shows a little light to keep me alive.
But always, I live between darkness and light, divided by thin threads.
No way to choose one side, always lost in confusion.
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Author:
Junes (
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