Oh God
What have I done
I've turned my back on everything that's good
Running and running
With fear grasping at my neck
Am I to simply let go
Will I be consumed by my own desires
My own needs
It doesn't matter anymore
What's right or wrong
Death's smile is growing wider now
My panic growing wilder
Growing inside
The fire that shall soon
Consume me
Oh God
Then let it be
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