I can feel it inside
Creeping through my head
They tell me to do horrible things
They tell me I should be dead
I don't know how to make them stop
They always come back for more
They tell me to slit my wrist
And bleed all over your bedroom floor
They whisper things to me
At night while I sleep
About how I'll never find love
The pain is what I'm meant to keep
Please tell me what you think
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I like this. It has great meaning and depth to it. Good job


