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Jul 2016
I’ve always been into my Madness.
I didn’t know I’d go that far.
I’m holding on to you,
my Madness.
I need you now.
You’re keeping me alive.
I’m lying next to you,
my Madness.
I grab your hand.
We stare at fear above.
You know how hard it is,
my Madness,
to feel this numbness
eating you from the inside?
You know how hard it is
to bear this?
You know how ****** it is
to breathe
and know that soon you
will completely fall apart?
Wayward Dreamer
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