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Aug 2019
Light has faded the night doth speak
It quietly whispers that I am weak

Chaos scratches at my door
Sent to confuse me all the more

I'm tired of fighting what I can't win
I fear I'm losing the battle within

Chaos scratches at my door
Sent to confuse me to the core

My thoughts are slowly killing me
I close my eyes yet still I see

Chaos scratches at my door
I'll sleep when I awake no more
Written by
B D Caissie  48/M/Canada 🇨🇦
(48/M/Canada 🇨🇦)   
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