I was walking alone
In a mode of sorrow
There was no one to follow
The winds blowing past me
Makes a whistling sound
The growing darkness haunts me
As I feel the presence of someone around
I got stuck up in my way
Is the negative thoughts carried me away
Is my mind begin to exaggerate
My heart started to accelerate
In fear of getting lost way
From the words I ran away.
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