the ChangE in the TonE
the BitE of the PaiN
the LosS of the LovE
the BlooD from the VeiN
the SuddeN ReleasE
the ComforT i GaiN
the NocturnaL WakinG
the LifE down the DraiN
the ScreaM for the SilencE
the VoicE in my BraiN
that consistently whispers reminders that I am
InsanE
.
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.
.
go away
