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Evil Thoughts
The still quiet bothers me
I can hear myself think
My thoughts disturb me
Dancing around taunting me
The constant stream of belittling
To be able to ignore them
Music helps to drown them out
But when it's done they come back
They get even more violent
As time drags on and on
Unable to satisfy their lust for pain
I fear the only way they will stop
Is when I feel the cold embrace of death.
