Chaos takes control of everything I know,

A high always ends in the lowest low,

Daydreams abandoned me leaving only pain,

All the happiness washed away in the poisonous rain,

I don't care if you say that I'm going to hell,

You are nothing but a weakening death-knell,

Your control over me is loosening,

But you won't go until you ruin everything.

The End

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