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Here I go again. The pressure slowly rises While teasing back to the times of old. Times of excitement Times of ease Times of happiness But the happiness fades, As the darkness sets in. The pain grows stronger, As the weight piles on again Here I go again, Countless nights of lost sleep, As those thoughts slowly creep back in I lay here, petrified With tearful eyes And Emotions running high Reminiscing in the past, Only in regretful moments. Thinking of the future, Only images of despair. How much longer do I have to pretend? Is it all really worth it in the end?
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Jun 3, 2020
Jun 3, 2020 at 6:46 AM UTC
The Show Must Go On
Here I go again. The pressure slowly rises While teasing back to the times of old. Times of excitement Times of ease Times of happiness But the happiness fades, As the darkness sets in. The pain grows stronger, As the weight piles on again Here I go again, Countless nights of lost sleep, As those thoughts slowly creep back in I lay here, petrified With tearful eyes And Emotions running high Reminiscing in the past, Only in regretful moments. Thinking of the future, Only images of despair. How much longer do I have to pretend? Is it all really worth it in the end?
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Jun 3, 2020
Jun 3, 2020 at 6:46 AM UTC
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