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Sep 2018
I’m stuck in the back seat
Headlights off this time
Driver going to through darker streets
No turning back now
Glowing eyes looking at me through the mirror
He stared and said
That by the end of the moon I will disappear
I will never see the sun again
But I can’t get out the car I’m locked in fear
I can’t see down the road it must be dark my friend
You’re driving me to the abyss
Where you had been
You’re driving us off a cliff
Where darkness will descend
I welcome myself back to my minds rift
Back to depression
Folie
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