A Million Warnings

I'm dying from the inside out
I'm losing the battle for inner peace
My sadness is conquering,
and it is getting harder and harder to know what I love and what I don't
I can see my life passing by
And all I do is cry
My ideas and beliefs about myself have died
What's the point in being brand new when you didn't want to die in the first place?
None of us are ever ready
Warning
You will never see it coming
Warning
You will never see it coming
Warning
Warning
You will lose

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