Psychotic

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Psychotic till the morning dawn
Thoughts I think; I think with no control
I hold myself back on the brink
Waiting until I completely loose myself

Unto the shadows I walk
Where darkness follows me
Slipping inside my heart
The cold turning to ice

Psychotic my mind melts at the intruder
Waiting at the change of its existence
Giving in to the barrier breached
It now becomes unstable

Hiding from that burning light
Living in the dark of others doom
Psychotic and underestimated
I have no self-control





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