I'm Done *

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They've finally taken over.

Every small dent. Small scratch.

My demons are controlling me.

They've broken through.

My grip is slowly loosening.

The rope is fraying.

My strength is gone.

And my masks are broken.

My final piece of life is gone.

Goodbye everybody.

I'm done.

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