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The darkness grows,

I've lost my way

Crawling agianst these walls,

I try and hold on

I'm lossing grip as i start to fall

My heart grows colder,

looks like you fooled her,

once agian

force me in and drag me down,

I try and scream but theres no sound

tear away at my flesh

eat away at my innocents

these demons surface

filthy and broken down

nothing more but an empty shell.