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Nov 2013
Night time
Is the worst time of day.

It's not the darkness,
Not the shadows,
Nor the scary noises.
But I dislike the echoes
Of all my negative thoughts,
My doubts, my worries
And my fears
That keep me awake.
It's impossible to sleep;
Repetitive in my mind
They grow louder and louder,
Piercing the silence,
Haunting the night.
Holly
Written by
Holly  England
(England)   
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