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Feb 2017
I'm cornered in
The blackened sky
Staring through its
Silver stars.

Darkness never felt this good
Before
Darkness felt so good

My
eyelids close like a gates caged doors.
To
Locked in tight
The asylum of my mind.

Where my dreams once spoke
Now are just nightmares singing
Lullabies.

We aren't really living
We are just not dead
The difference lies
In these lullabies
Dancing in my head

Closing my eyes
Locking in tight
The caged darkness
Of the living dead

Awake I do
To the stars above
Happiness my minds slavery
To a hateful - type of love.
Written by
Gary
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