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Defining
My dreams come in a form of darkness, Unable to remain calm and focus, My reality is depression, my membranes bleed, Oceans of tears, Becoming numb from my inner evil. Define what you see in evil, Shifting the light to darkness, Blinded by tears, In panic of extreme focus, While my heart cant bleed, Curse this depression!! Yet rearrange your will to embrace depression, Merge the tools of good and evil, Becoming what they bleed, The infinity of darkness, Intertwining thought of focus, Such salty tears. Taste what you’ve wasted in tears, Explore your inner depression, Exotic drug becoming the focus, Seducing the queen of evil, Laying in darkness, Blinding your eyes till they bleed. Scream while you choke on what you bleed, My mirror of tears, Blending to form a darkness, To escape the dungeon of depression, That is haunted by evil, My breath is heard in focus. Such a deep embracement to attempt focus, Dieing from what or how much I bleed, In definition - pure evil. But I will always have tears, Because I hide in depression, Its lonely here in this darkness. The darkness becomes what I see when I focus, Reality of depression, betrayal is why I bleed, Capturing the devils tears in chaos of evil
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