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A growing darkness threatens to consume me. It is a raging fire burning me alive, The flames fed by the way they mentally beat me. Nothing I do is good enough, Nothing I do can make it stop, Nothing I do can save me. I can not cry enough tears, I can not scream enough shrieks, I Can not Take it Anymore