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The thunder claps
can't sleep and
I turn to you
my own devil
to sing me to
sleep again
Self esteem
slips it's noose
around my
tired neck
vertebra itch
and I can't
stop shaking
trembling or
begging for
all this to
end, final
and I'll keep
on fighting till
it drags me
down, ties
that noose
so tight
and I feel
that last
Snap to
breath
laid to rest