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Thoughts
The mad long to be madder
The twisted care to keep twisting
My minds an addiction
Crazy thoughts I keep listing
With darkness comes fear
Every noise is an attack
I call out for answers, yet only I respond back
Could I have dreamed?
Heard an echo
or something worse?
My imagination runs wild, envisioning things I can't see
But there's no monsters here, only my thoughts and me
The twisted care to keep twisting
My minds an addiction
Crazy thoughts I keep listing
With darkness comes fear
Every noise is an attack
I call out for answers, yet only I respond back
Could I have dreamed?
Heard an echo
or something worse?
My imagination runs wild, envisioning things I can't see
But there's no monsters here, only my thoughts and me
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