Friend or Foe?

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I hate the way the dark
Makes me fall apart

I don't think it's all right
Been keeping me up all night

But maybe the darkness is my friend
Unlike the thoughts inside my head

Darkness helps me hide
And holds me while I cry

These thoughts inside
They lie
And collapse all my pride

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