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May 2021
I’m really close
On the edge
I’m fighting it
It’s calling me
I’m imagining
Sinking into its bliss
Shutting everything out
It’s my haven
My curse
I’m ready to dive
Covered in silence
My insides are boiling
They need the envelopment
I cry out
I’m tense with my scream
I hate it
I want it
Do I need it?
The unknown tortures me
I know the shadow
It beckons again
Written by
Dark Dream
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