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donuts in the morningthat night with no sleep / it rest in my head / with the smell of cigarettes
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deeponce the hole is dug / all the dirt is gone / never again to return the same.
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obscurehow can i explain in words / what the dark feels like / to somebody who hasn't seen
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destructivewhy sleep / when i can / wander the streets
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nightmarishthose screams in the night / are they real / could they be in here
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clouded doorsIn-between what space / The vast expanse. / Colors around the bend reaching,
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nailsits nights like these / where i bite me nails / thill they
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fingersmy broken finger / I've stopped protecting it / because the pain is a reminder
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monstersA stroll through the city / just after dusk. / Alone in the dark but don’t fret mother
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coffee stainscold coffee sits on rickety little tables / while grand plans are constructed / novels poor out of young minds
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