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Dec 2015
Aching bones
Sore muscles
Tired eyes
Late nights

Weak heart
Ready to shatter
at any beat

My head hurts
Thoughts jumbled up
Like a car crash
Demons and monsters messing
with my mind
Whispering words of dread
and longing of my death

Everyday is a struggle
Aching bones
Sore muscles
Tired eyes.

When will it end?
Raven
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