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I’m scared of all these voices

They scream to hell

they could bring me death

I can’t let them win

But I’m just so tired

So tired of this life

So tired to fight

I just want to let go

Close my eyes

Take a deep breath

And sink unto conciousness

After all

Wasn’t I born to die?

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