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[psychoheathen]

Sometimes i scare myself. i wrote something during the night and woke up next to it about 30 minutes ago, i swear i'll kill myself in my sleep some night. I don't think it's finished so i'm going to sleep with it tonight to see if i add on to it.

where can this lead
all my life's greed?
to become a mere mortal
makes all my efforts futile.

these things i must change
but it will appear so strange.
to live or to die
my heart and mind vie

could this be it
is it all forfeit
it has been so long
and it all seems wrong

how can it go on?