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Insane

You release the voices in my head that make me feel insane.

You intensify the fear in my heart that makes me cringe.

You direct the demons that attack my lungs and make it hard to breathe.

You composed the tremble in my limbs. I cannot stop until you command.

With you, I'm dead. Without you, I'm dead.  
Written by Fledglingsunrise
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