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The Darkness
It's calling to me,
The darkness... It's calling again,
Taking over me,
I have no control,
I must do what it says,
I try my hardest to ignore,
I don't listen,
It calls me weak,
Screaming all the things wrong with me,
Laughing at me,
"Why am I alive?" it says,
I should be punished,
Just pick up the knife, razor, or scissors if you're too scared,
"Are you too afraid?" it mocks me,
Knowing I am,
Shall I give in?
Do I have a choice?
Could I ever actually beat this?
Just one last time couldn't hurt.

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