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Lost

As I slip and slide,

I disappear further inside.

Falling deeper and deeper

Into the hole that is my mind


I hear the voices telling lies

Of impending danger

until I become paralyzed

I am a passive passenger

as my life passes before my eyes


My screams, my dreams

becoming a distant whisper

The eyes, these eyes are they my eyes

Staring back at me in the mirror

Through a person I don't recognize.

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