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Apr 2018
As the night comes alive
And the demons come out to play
They viscously attack my mind
Filling my brain with dangerous thoughts
Only a crazy person would think of
Does that make me crazy?
I try to drown them out
And for now I believe it works
Until I close my eyes
And that is when their fun really begins
This is not the end of something ugly
Because this is only the start
Most nights end up like this
Grace
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Grace  18/F/United States
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