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Hiding in the shadows,
waiting to be found.
This silent darkness
numbs the fear.
I thought it was real,
but maybe it's not.
Why am I doomed to suffer?
Another sigh,
another heart in the breaking.
Some days I know who I am,
others I'm so lost.
I wish I could escape
from who I call myself,
but instead
I drown the misery
into words.
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