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Apr 2015
Into the morning hour
My eyes bleed from no rest
Who am I to question this deed
**** the night
Dam the demons

For I hear their laughter
Ringing within me
Reveling at my thirst
For sleep
I cry

My voice wakes no one
Nothing is said
Only the laughter within me
Is rattled
Echoed in my head

They think they are winning
A coldness inside
But I'll tell you a secret
The demons are
Mine
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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   Jayanta
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