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I keep digging,

I can?t dig deep enough to get rid of it

It keeps finding its way to the surface

I can?t sleep at night; it?s trying to dig

It?s way out of my head?

My mind itches.

While thoughts scratch at the sores in my head

Until they bust open,

They bleed over everything.

Until I can?t feel?

I?m numb, but I still hear the scratching,

It?s in my ears

Filling my head with secrets

It?s trying to tell me something

But I?m afraid if I listen

I?ll end everything.

Is there something wrong with me?

I keep asking myself

When will I wake up?

I?m not happy here?

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