Dear Diary, Entry 8

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My mind is a dark and dangerous place,

I think of things that actually scare me.

Things so dark that they hunt me at night.

Things so wicked that they hunt me during the day.

They say Joy comes in the morning,

But my nights are so long that I forget there is morning.

Thump, thump, thump, thump ........

That's the sound of my heart beating in my chest.

I fear that I am going insane,

Yes, I am afraid that I'm loosing my mind.

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