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Nighttime is frightening.

My tears are silent, I wipe tears that I hide and my thoughts everyday tell me how I should die. My feelings are suppressed by fake smiles and the joy of laughter, but really I always wander how much longer I can hold on. My faith is losing shape and my anxiety always makes me have the shakes, my demons are so close to taking the win I can longer drown them they know how to swim.

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