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all around me, people are being torn apart, people are dying, and people don't know what to do with themselves. i haven't been able to sleep in the last little while, awake for days, and my eyes are swollen with feelings trying to pound themselves out onto my cheeks. sleep deprivation used to help me write cooler more fucked up songs. now i can't write at all. i'm useless. mask me with holy light and send me adrift. i'm not up in the clouds; they're down here with me.