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Trapped, lost, and alone.
Why must it end like this? Does it really have to, no, But its going to. STOP! Don’t do it. But I have to. Screams, blood. The unknown is coming. Dark, hatred, emptiness. Nowhere to go, I’m here. Death surrounds me. Why must it end like this? Is it the end? Voices calling my name, running. HELP ME, but I’m alone. I was always alone, It hurts, being alone. STOP! Screams, I don’t do it. Help, not alone, And all fear is gone.
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