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I have these thoughts
That won’t go away There neither good nor bad But still cause me dismay. I have these thoughts That won’t go away They drive me crazy By keeping me awake. I have these thoughts That won’t go away The bug me until I can’t think straight. I have these thoughts That won’t go away Maybe if I take my meds They will go away. I have these thoughts That won’t go away Each thought bothers me Until I say: “Enough, I’ll do what you say”
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