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beast

the beast inside my head
will not stop until i'm dead

it haunts me in the night
i never see the light

i keep looking for the door
trying to find my way
back to the place i was before

i have lost the will to live
i have nothing left to give

the lies have grown old
but the truth is so cold

no matter how hard i try
this beast will never die

i am just a prisoner here
of my own fear

there is nothing more for me
i need the end to set me free
Written by heatherb
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