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by XcalibuR Jun 11, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You came out of the darkness You came out of my dreams From haunting me To reality I see your face Its scaring me You beckon with your finger Come here come here I turn to run away The pain it sears I look back to see you crying I wonder what you are Then i realize in time You are my insides dying.