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solenoid
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- Mar 14, 2024
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I am scared to see it again, scared of waking up and realizing that it wasn't a dream.
I am scared that of all the possible paths, I chose pain, isolation and self destruction.
I am scared of looking back, to realize that I was my own tormentor.
I am scared to realize that the one person I hate the most, is sharing the same skin.
I am scared that my mind will leave me before I will leave it, that the string will break before the last note has been played.
I am scared that of all the possible paths, I chose pain, isolation and self destruction.
I am scared of looking back, to realize that I was my own tormentor.
I am scared to realize that the one person I hate the most, is sharing the same skin.
I am scared that my mind will leave me before I will leave it, that the string will break before the last note has been played.