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Fighting Within

The fighting, it continues inside. Too many sides to keep track of, none fairing better than the next, except the loser. My brain is like a battlefield and the loser is sanity. Bombs of suicide, murder, revenge... the list continues, all bombarding the fortress of sanity constantly weakening the walls. The only way to "survive" is to release my knights. Rage is first, he pumps so much adrenaline into my brain that I get a rush, relieving the pain momentarily. Then Sorrow moves in shooting despair everywhere, until all is silenced. The dwelling of depression once again is back to it's dismal self, which is worse?

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