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[dwarf_invasion9]

"And I ask myself when and how
I let this begin
Trying desperately to find the roots
Before they set, but I fear I am two seconds too late
as always
Yet for all this pain
and momentary blackouts
You make me feel alive
For the first time; in a long time
And for both our sakes
I pray this passes
And maybe the solution
lies in searching for new and creative ways
to hate myself
But then again...maybe this is love"