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These Thoughts.

to all these thoughts that are keeping me up at night, GIVE ME A BREAK. it seems as though they all start to attack me once im awake. And devils they are, they escape my reality to find me in my dreams. waking up in the middle of the night gasping for air, for fear of losing it. these thoughts are eating me away bit by bit. tossing and turning, but they follow me left and right. and with this being said, please hold me tight... promise me with every reaching second, i will be safe in your arms. and i you cannot be here, pray for me. help shield me from the evils that i cannot see. 'what you cannot see, cannot hurt you,' right ? well, they assassinate the mind in ways that it is mentally incapable of recovering. i would like to think i am strong enough, but i cannot tell a lie. i cannot face these fears if i tried. and it feels that i have let myself down, but i am trying to pick myself up. 'life is but a dream to me,' and i have every intention of still trying to have control. i just need a cleansing of the mind, body, and soul. my conscience is haunting me, my angels are forsaking me. who is going to save me ?

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