Confusing confusion.

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Do not let yourself shrink,
You're still able to think
Distress let you feel like in mental illness,
The roses are faded, future is hopeless.

When comes the darkest night
With rhythm inspire,
Your dreams leave in a flight
Your demons are higher.

Memories keep you in incomprehension,
Abuse of alcohol and drugs
Never replace the relief of hugs
Your soul is going through confusion.

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