An edited #Acorn
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I'm that hooded figure,
At the end of your bed.
I'm the bogey man,
Understand what I said ?
I'm that reflection in the mirror,
I'm that voice in your head.
I'm that complexion you fear for,
When you wish yourself dead.
I'm that sick voice that sings,
When tragedy rings.
I'm that sick voice that wins,
When family sins.
Theres nothing I'm not,
With you forever.
I cannot just stop,
In fact, will not, not EVER!
Your best to embrace me,
You'll never replace me.
Keep trying to chase me,
You'll fall from grace, see ?
I was once in your dreams.
Oh, how we would play,
But now there've burst at the seams,
And I'm fucking your day.
Stablishβ’
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