Weeping in a Windstorm

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Fire in my soul.

Release me from this world.

End this terrible existence.


Save me from the darkness.

Hallucinations haunt me

And the world keeps spinning.


Voices in my head grow louder and louder

As I sink deeper into the sea of my thoughts.

Careless whisper in a windstorm

And no can hear me


Do you think anyone would notice?

Or would they refuse to look back?


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