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Can't run from it
Always a step behind
The worst is I'm trapped
In my own mind.

The end is near
I can't keep trying
Stop asking if I'm ok
I'm tired of lying.

My fake smile is getting heavy
Eyes can't hold back
Mind has won
Done living in the black.

Going threw the motions
It's almost time to quit
Most fear for death
But others pray for it.


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