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A lonely heart,evening time this is
Where the loneliness of a lone man
Kicks in.I cannot sleep my bed is full
Of misery,my life full of stress while trying to live care free.

Evening time,I cannot stand the evening,when slumbered am I gonna
  Dream again,if yes are my dreams
Coming true through slumbercation
Only. Am I living in a fantasy.having this sort of questions before sleep can make you hate the "evening times" too.

A lonely heart, hating the evening times. Are there ones I took gonna haunt me tonight,my brain the "haunted place" because of the deaths that occurred,my "no mortal supposes" the corpses and the blink of my eyes the burial.

A sleepless night with a lonely heart hating evening time.Was I ever alone  did GOD ever leave my sight? Did everyone leave or they were simply chased by my ignorance?
The evening times relate

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