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3.21

here i am again

hopelessly alone

sitting nervously

waiting by the phone

nobody will ring

and nobody will know

because i haven't said a thing

about that place i often go

it's very, very dark there

and there isn't any light

usually i get there

3.23 at night

for this is the time

when the monsters come back out

for this is the place

where the numbing is of now

i'm stuck here in this pit

and there is no escape

oh, how i wish

i will never wake

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rachel-mary
Welsh
Published
Jun 20, 2013
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