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Jul 2012
Middle of the night,
Beginning of a new day.
Better get to sleep,
I hate to feel this way.
In my head I hear morbid songs,
Something is missing,
I know something is wrong.


Walk into my dark room,
No need to turn on the lights,
The sun might rise soon.
I don't like to let people in,
But if you are in you stay.
This door is only one way,
Only when you leave you pay.

Late night early morning,
Can't help to want some company.
O well I guess,
The darkness will not leave me.
I am tired of this.
Wuji
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