All the nights

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I remember all the nights, when my eyes couldn't seem to close,

and when my thoughts was at their loudest.

My thoughts was at the scariest in those moments

At those nights i needed to fight back so many scary thoughts.

But at some moments I didn't win. And it left both emotional and psychical scars.

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