Three points behind my thoughts...
Gloomy autumn...
And all seem to fall...
Gloomy autumn...
The words hurt the worst...
Gloomy autumn...
A fight in my mind...
Gloomy autumn...
In the wild you could hide...
Gloomy autumn...
But this way - nothing to say...
Gloomy autumn...
The pain, suffer in vain...
And when it´s so gloomy
(Don´t really want to talk aboout it)
but still
for anxiety I seem to live
even though it kills me - slowly - from the inside-
(you should never know about it)
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