Mar 20, 2016
I sat alone, in bed ‘til the morning
I’m crying, “They’re coming for me.”
A͕͍̼̯̠͖̠͋ͥ̅̍͑ṅ̲͎̙̱̝d͕̥̀ ̊̽ͩ̀Ì̗̬̮̣̎̆̅ͫ̋ ̥̞t̮̝͎̯̩̍ͩͧ̑ͩ͐͞r̛̄̃͛̽̚i̜͎̙͔̪̝ͪ̈́ͅe̟͢d̲͚̙͔̟͔͜ͅ ̼͗̅̏̇̈́̽́t͙̪̗͇̙̲̀̃̓̑͠ͅo̡͔̗̭̗͕͎͍͛͗ ̲̻̱̓ͧͯh̟͙ͬ́̃̍ͅo̫͙̯͇̝͍̓l̙͇̘̟̭͙̝̋d̳̪̪̬̆̋ͧ́ͫ ̣ͮt̪̻̟̬̍͋̊̃͒̾ḧ́̏͏̦̥͇̭ͅę̲̺̺̪̣͒ͩs̗͖͈̰͞e̛̞͋ ̯̹̪͙s̝̮̯̟͙̝̊͒ͯ͊̓e͈̹̾̂̒ͬc̀̆̒̓͠ȑ̫͚̘̺͍̦̿ͪ͛̅e̻̜̪͒̐t̲̯̙͍͐ͯs̻̜ͪ͌ͦ̏ ͌̇̄į̮̪̻͙̣̰̤̅̋̎̄͌͌n̶͕̳̙̻̥̣ͪ̇͊̇ͦ̐s̭͈̖̯͕̬̓ͮ̾͒ͦ̍ͩ͢ï͍͈͔ͦͥ͂d͇̞̲̳̳̭ͨͧͧͤ̅e͇̙͓͚̅̈ ͉̦̫̯͔͎ͤ͆̂͋́͛̽me̖̺͍̖̬̟ͫ͞
My mind’s like a deadly disease
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