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Feb 2015
I am done, I can take no more,
Too close, closer than before,
Are you telling me everything?
Or are you hiding something?

Are the signals real?
Is that how you feel?
Is my mind just a ****?
Is it playing another trick?

I can't ask, the answer to dangerous,
I can't ask, the question outrageous,
But it burns my mind, the not knowing,
I can't be right, but the signs are all showing,

Tell me I am wrong, stop this train,
These thoughts don't belong, all in vain,
**** the beast, before it goes on a rampage,
Just end it now, so you can turn the page.
Topher O'Neal
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Topher O'Neal  28/M/My head
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