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DarkCashby Feb 2015
The panic crawls on my skin
Making me pay for every sin
I tear up and scream
Where has my savior been?
DarkCashby Feb 2015
My addiction is starving
My demons are arguing
The classic threats
Their classic bets
On for wich one of them I will fall
DarkCashby Feb 2015
They battle within me
Those eyes people see
They think it's nothing
But it's the fear I'm chasing

Can this bottle of odd tears break?
Or is it all my mistake?
That I can't talk with strangers
For me they're all avengers

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