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The Shadows
As you're dragged,
Dragged from reality,
Into the darkness,
Your choking on the bitter smoke,
The bitter smoke of your words,
The pain of many,
Many you've hurt,
Their pain is your pain,
Your pain is growing by the second.
Tears roll down you face,
Leaving a trail of grime,
All the trouble you caused,
I told you who I was,
But I'm sorry for bringing you into my hell hole,
As the pain resides you ask,
"Please let me go."
I have to say no.
My suppression of depression,
My fault of severing you all,
A depressing thought with a side of reality.
Dragged from reality,
Into the darkness,
Your choking on the bitter smoke,
The bitter smoke of your words,
The pain of many,
Many you've hurt,
Their pain is your pain,
Your pain is growing by the second.
Tears roll down you face,
Leaving a trail of grime,
All the trouble you caused,
I told you who I was,
But I'm sorry for bringing you into my hell hole,
As the pain resides you ask,
"Please let me go."
I have to say no.
My suppression of depression,
My fault of severing you all,
A depressing thought with a side of reality.
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