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Sometimes,
when it's quiet,
my thoughts start running
like terrible rats,
squeaking around me
in the darkness.
They come closer,
force me into a corner,
they scream, they gnaw on me,
take them, take them away from me!
when it's quiet,
my thoughts start running
like terrible rats,
squeaking around me
in the darkness.
They come closer,
force me into a corner,
they scream, they gnaw on me,
take them, take them away from me!
It happens too many times and I finally found a good metaphor (is it what that's called?) for it.
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I know what you mean...I had that when I was younger a lot of times