I Scream and Shout in this dark place, Battling good thoughts and bad thoughts Always losing the race. I run and run with Nowhere to hide, I run and run with the thought of suicide. He keeps winning Drowning my screams, His Cold Dark Eyes watching me die. Over and Over the race begins him drowning my screams, He Always Wins.
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Author:
Kris❤️ (
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