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My head is filled with all these thoughts Dark thoughts It never stops, it just keeps spinning, keeps molding. It keeps dreaming, wishing and hoping On a way out of this live Dark thoughts but peaceful to plan In a dark tunnel with only one way out Only one solution The tunnel is full of agony. Can't stay in here for much longer. Longing for the end Longing to be free The best gift I could receive is the dead to me
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Dec 18, 2023
Dec 18, 2023 at 3:31 PM UTC
Dark
My head is filled with all these thoughts Dark thoughts It never stops, it just keeps spinning, keeps molding. It keeps dreaming, wishing and hoping On a way out of this live Dark thoughts but peaceful to plan In a dark tunnel with only one way out Only one solution The tunnel is full of agony. Can't stay in here for much longer. Longing for the end Longing to be free The best gift I could receive is the dead to me
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23/F/Belgium
Dec 18, 2023
Dec 18, 2023 at 3:31 PM UTC
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