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Many people tell me that I have the habbit of thinking too much oftenly,
I know that,
because I'm always suspecting things, people, and everything.
I know that it's my paranoidness that makes situation difficult,
but I just can't help myself from filling the mistrust.
I don't trust myself,
nor anyone.
I have no idea since when I got these ideas,
or since when I started it.
This paranoidness make my life be full of mist,
with everything blurred,
I make out eerie outlines of the others.
The shadows haunted me while the cries of wolvies fill the nights.
Darkness is at every corner,
I'm trapped by nothing but my own thoughts
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