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Alone now, darkness descends
In me, something tries to make amends
No perception, nothing to feel or see
Demons rise like crowds in the mind of me
Screaming faces I can’t reconcile
Each one from me I cannot hide
Maybe those that once I knew
People I loved and that loved me too
Alone now deeper still and endless night
Unlike be…
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