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Damn, It's Nighttime

There are nights that I endlessly cry, There are nights where I wonder why. There are nights of pain and fear, There are nights that I cannot shed a tear. There are nights I want to run away, There are nights where I really need to stay. There are nights that I feel so alone, There are nights where I just want to be stoned. There are nights where I need someone by my side, There are nights where to myself I sit there and lie. Each night is different, Yet strangely the same. And there is only one That I need to blame Each night I know my destined fate And it won't get better at this rate.
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jenna-andrews
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Dec 18, 2011
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