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Looking Down

Looking Fast
Somethings Wrong
Not Right
Am I Even Supposed to Be Human Art?
Do You Love Me?
Like I Love You
Will You Be Here
To Hold My Hand To
I'm Getting Lonely
Chills Rolling Down My Spine

Creeping into the Darkness
That I Call My Mind
Ghosts are here to help me out
But They Are Just Looking Down

I'm Waiting
For You
To Come
And Save Me
Before I Run



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