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Jul 2017
Candlelight dances on the wall of my room, it dances to the endless tune of my doom.

Wind breaks the silence that cuts me so deep, I am doused with sorrow from my head to my feet.

I used to feel comfort and rest the night through, but now I lay wake with dark thoughts of you.

I asked you to save me from the unknown of alone, but now I'm shaking alone on my throne.

My head, heavy, spins full of nonsense and greed, my heart is saturated with jealousy and reasons to bleed.

I begged for your pardon over again, it goes ungranted, I'm left rotting till then.
Nicholas Foster
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Nicholas Foster
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     Jeffrey Stelling and Lior Gavra
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