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Feb 2011
Surrounded by darkness, everywhere I turn.
The loud ringing of silence echoes in my head.
The unwanted truth, forced through gritted teeth.
Sane is no longer the category I fall under.
I'm not the same as I used to be.
The truth scares me, and the silence SHOUTS it.
Darkness is my biggest weakness.
Sane is who I was, crazy, indecisive, and paranoid,
Is who I became.
Morgan
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