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My Doomsday

by michael-sorley

These thoughts I have in my head The demons want me to fail Every little thing that I think about I never thought that I would end up ruining it forever The temptation of the devils dance Wanting this emptiness feeling to fade Maybe now that I'm lost, can I live? This could be my brand new dooms day I can't run with this weight on my back I can't breathe, I need to break free And when the night gives way Knowing that I could've changed it all from the start.
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Oct 17, 2025
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